[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

The brocade curtains tightly wrapped the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the room was completely dark.

There were three moderate knocks on the door, and Jinja Brad's voice sounded a bit muffled through the door.

"Master Melanza, Captain Irie Masaichi of the White Curse Second Unit is here to visit you."

"not see."

"Captain Gamma of the third unit of the Black Curse also..."

"not see."

"Master Bai Lan has something to say to you..."

"not see."

"...I will see you even if you don't see it!"

Accompanied by these words, Jiang Zhengyi broke into the door aggressively, changed his usual gentle and easy-talking style, and directed a group of medical staff behind him to get all kinds of medical equipment in place and ready for operation.

Looking at me lying on the bed, his expression contained undisguised anger:

"Even if you want to be depressed, you have to deal with the wound first!"

"I'm not slumped, I'm not hurt."

"...Are you going to tell me there's ketchup on my clothes!"

He lowered his head and glanced at Mirufiore's white uniform, which hadn't been changed yet. The blood passed through the fabric with good water absorption, leaving a shocking mark on his chest.

"Do not."

After a little silence, I closed my eyes again, "That's the pattern of the clothes."

"...Go to your mother's pattern."

Following this low-pitched curse, Gamma forcefully grabbed my wrist and pulled me up from the bed.

At the same time, the medical staff almost rushed forward, the blood-stained white uniforms were thrown aside, and the skin was exposed/exposed to the cool air, which made me want to shrink back.

"Master Melansa, please don't move around."

The sound of stopping came from overhead, Jinja Braid blinked mischievously, without showing a smile.

The sunny-type inflammation attached to the wound, making a hissing sound like hot oil in a pan. I guess I must look like a high-risk patient who escaped from a mental rehabilitation center.

Half an hour ago, just when I thought I would be bitten to death by Mr. Gong ten years later, Jinja Brad's sunny spider that fell from the sky blocked all the attacks for me in that instant.

The effect of the inflammation-increasing bomb also disappeared at that moment, and the blood that kept gushing out meandered and flowed down the crevices of the fingers covering the wound, and the strong fishy-sweet smell drifted away with the wind.

I can't stop taking deep breaths to minimize the domination of the pain sensation to the consciousness. My stomach twitches like a knife. I want to say something, but I vomit a mouthful of blood.

Ten years later, Mr. Gong turned his back to the setting sun, and the blood-red setting sun dragged his shadow into a long and sharp figure. The murderous intent in his whole body was condensed, and he looked at me coldly with a pair of pitch-black phoenix eyes. It was hard to breathe for several meters.

Under the backlight, his hair fluttered with the wind, because the light was not refracted, so I couldn't see his expression at the moment.

The sound of messy footsteps came from a distance, and Mirufiore's support troops gradually gathered in this direction.

Mr. Gong didn't make another blow to me, he turned around and left, his back was tall and mature, he didn't say a word, and he never looked at me again.

Mr. Gong ten years later is really strong...

As I thought about it, my nose suddenly felt a little sour.

He wanted to kill me, but in the end he let me go, maybe this is the only thing to be thankful for.

I like and am used to keeping a distance from changing things, but since I met him, all senses and perceptions seem to have disappeared. It seems that only Mr. Gong is left in the world. Keeping a distance is a must no matter what. less than.

Because Mr. Gong, he can shine.

But sometimes, there is really no way out except to say goodbye.

This is probably the so-called self-inflicted.

It's almost enough to be sad or something, and forget what should be forgotten.

It's really unwise to dwell on this feeling, it's just not my style.

As long as this future is revised in accordance with the plan of Sawada Tsunayoshi ten years later, this situation will not happen again.

I didn't choose to escape, but to keep myself alive.

I have more important things to do than wallow in sadness.

I am the Warden of the Avengers Prison, Guardian of the Night of House Vongola.

My task is to protect Dakong and ensure the smooth progress of the plan. If there is an accident, I will destroy Qisan's stone slab.

So I can't and don't have time to cry and grieve.

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Before, Jinjia Braid said that Bai Lan had something to ask me, but because of Irie Masaichi's serious attitude, I lay in bed for two hours before getting up.

A plaster cast was applied to my hand, and although the three broken ribs had been connected, they were still in pain. Pushing open the door of the office of Chief Mirufiore, a certain white orchid greeted me who was bound into a mummy with a smile while holding the marshmallow:

"Yeah~ How are you doing on the first day of the future, Melanza?"

"..."

It reminded me that I had the urge to roll my eyes at this question, but I held back and told him with a smile:

"I had a very good and happy life. After being beaten up by Mr. Gong ten years later, I found it very interesting and fulfilling. Are you satisfied with this answer, Lord Bailan?"

"Ahahaha~ You look very angry~"

"It's not like, it's clearly."

Unceremoniously sitting on the sofa opposite him, I put my two feet on the coffee table where he put the cotton candy bag:

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"It's just that the conversation in the morning was interrupted, I just want to continue talking~"

"It's best not to be too long... You have also seen my state, rest is still necessary."

"Of course~ Before that, I want to ask you, how much do you know about my abilities?"

"Your ability?"

I raised my eyebrows, "Are you talking about spying on parallel worlds?"

There was nothing wrong with what I said, but Bai Lan suddenly looked at me strangely.

"Space is like a container. Parallel spaces store the same substance. However, after a long time, cracks will occur due to various factors, which will change some originally balanced things, so there will be differences. exist."

The upturned ending was omitted, and Bai Lan's heart-wrenching posture made me immediately on guard.

"Dakong was given the privilege of using 7 to the 3rd power, and the opener of the slate was Yedi, so I needed Uni and Bermuda. It's just a pity that in other parallel worlds, they refused to cooperate with me at all. They either committed suicide or were killed. I kill."

"..."

"I choose this world not only because it has all the conditions and opportunities, but also because this world has you."

He used an almost gentle tone, with a deep and bewitching tone.

"Bermuda seems to be very clear about this. Before he died, he asked the Avengers to hide you in the water prison at the bottom of the prison in an attempt to stop me. If I hadn't sent the ghost to find you by accident, maybe now Mirufi Ole will not have such an overwhelming advantage."

At that moment, Bai Lan finally revealed his true face——

A calm, proud, man with an unfathomable heart.

"I have unified all the parallel worlds, only this world has you... You who come from another world, have a transparent pacifier and Vongola's Ring of Night at the same time, you only exist in this world..."

"..."

"Melansa, you are my key."

In fact, I have long understood that there are not so many coincidences in the world, and that chance is just a form of conversion under a certain medium.

There is no reason for me to appear in this world.

I will meet Tsunayoshi Sawada, I will meet Arnold and Mr. Gong, although it sounds like a magic trick, but it is indeed the guidance of fate.

——But we are at both ends of cheating, who do you think will be better?

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Listening to Prynne in silence, I almost wanted to applaud his provocative world-conquering speech.

"Have you finished your second-year illness? Can I go back to sleep?"

"Don't rush away~ Don't you want to know the vow between me and you ten years later?"

"...Speak quickly if you have something to say."

"You will help me open Qisan's slate, and I will lift your curse."

"..."

The coffee table was wiped clean and bright, with bare feet on it, one could feel the coldness of the glass creeping down the skin.

I felt cold and hugged myself tightly.

I have to admit that the content of this oath is too tempting.

If there is no attachment and affection for Pengo Lie, I think no matter what the time period is, I will agree without hesitation.

Because of the curse, I have gained a longer life than ordinary people and an immortal face.

Because of the curse, I have a very special flame and identity in the world.

Because of the curse, I got a life that I never even dreamed of.

I should be grateful for the curse, but I have paid too much for it.

I was too young at the time to know that all the gifts of fate had already been secretly priced.

When I saw the growth potions in the room prepared according to the amount and time period, I knew how much I had spent these ten years in order to stay with Peng Gelie and Mr. Gong.

I have to make myself look like everyone else, I have to watch the people closest to me grow old with age.

I can live for a long time, but Mr. Gong can't.

Not only do I simply want to keep the bond between me and him, but I also want to grow old and die together with him.

—I want to be with him.

For a moment, I really wanted to help Bai Lan destroy the world.

"But with all due respect, Melansa, your current state is not what I need. On the contrary, it will ruin my plan... I will temporarily send you back to ten years ago as a final vacation. You won't let me down when we meet for the first time."

Bai Lan's violet eyes were facing me, and her white hair was hanging down meekly.

I shook my head vigorously, trying to wake myself up.

"...then why are you using seven to the third power?"

He stretched out his hand, and the fire from the Mare ring on his middle finger illuminated the room.

His face was clouded by the flames, and there was no expression of sadness or joy.

However, what he said next made my still intact right hand tremble uncontrollably.

Not afraid.

is angry.

"I want to marry Xiaozheng, and the wedding gift must be very special, so I will conquer the world first, and then use Qisan to create a brand new world of cotton candy for Xiaozheng. The two of us will eat this cotton candy and have a sweet life." Forever~"

"..."

"After conquering the world, there must be a lot of people who came to my wedding with Xiaozheng. The scenery of the Avengers Prison is nice, and the castle is also big. It would be perfect to be a wedding hall~ Then I will let you officiate the wedding ceremony for me and Xiaozheng. What do you think? how about~"

Fuck you!

You are fucking serious for only three seconds, right?

Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid!

Why are Michelangeso's houses such second-hand goods? They can be repaired!