The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

01.

"So what are you going to talk about? You even sent Mo Xiaojun away, isn't it inappropriate for children?" Brother has been subconsciously shaking his legs since he sat down, and stood up abruptly after he finished speaking. Almost quickly walked around Charles' wheelchair twice.

(Mo Jun: Calm down.)

Brother is a little uneasy, but it's not that serious, Mo Xiaojun.

(Lucia: He just saw it by accident, you can't be hostile to him because of this kind of thing.)

Oh, brother is not so petty.

(Eve: All I saw were ants spinning around.)

"Relax, there is nothing here to threaten you, my friend."

(Ratt: Does he mean he doesn't count?)

"HMMM, let me judge for myself."

(Ritter: You can't deny that he's your friend.)

(Korui: But he is still an enemy whose ultimate goal is world peace.)

(Joshua: The Son is not the enemy!)

Brother's mind is in a mess again, tsk.

Uncontrollably covering half of his face with one hand, brother bent down slightly, and looked closer at Charles' blue eyes, "I don't think you can pose any threat to me either."

(Mo Jun: If you challenge the brain control experts, you are playing to your death.)

Isn't brother's life made up of these two words?

(Lucia: ...don't have to treat your life like a game.)

The ridiculous thing is that my life is not even a game, at most it is a manga (xiao) painting (shuo). In short, it is estimated that fairy tales would have been banned because they are not suitable for children to read and adults are not interested.

(Carthus: If it is a comic, your current POSS is definitely a big page.)

Well, it must be the big page that makes the lady scream.

(Miao Zeke: Eh? Why lady?)

Do you think any man will watch this?Except gays.

Any man, even gay, would be too effeminate to scream because of something like this, even though he's handsome.

02.

He didn't hear Charles' response, so he simply ignored him, straightened up, and walked around the room with his long legs.

It does look like many years have passed.

Not only is Charles' hair thinning, but his personality is much calmer.

Talking is a bit old-fashioned.

After a long time, Charles sighed.

"I can't understand you after all, neither you nor Erik." He stared straight at the brother with blue eyes still shining with the sky, and the brother suddenly remembered that he was actually dangling in front of him in a different skin, but He recognized me without a single question.

What a cheating mind-reading technique.

(Eve: ...Why did I hear envy?)

well?No, I'm just sad. In front of him, it doesn't make any difference whether I change my skin or not. The shapeshifter's wisdom is all ruined by him...

It is said that there are also predecessors of shapeshifters who can read minds without a teacher and can read all memories in seconds to perform perfectly. Why don't I have this ability.

(Eve: You are very lucky if you don’t have one. Can you imagine that besides a dozen personalities balabala, there are other people’s voices balabala in your ears? It’s easy if it doesn’t blow your mind.)

That's right, I like my brother's luck.

"Cheshire Cat, don't change the subject, listen to me."

Brother didn't change the subject!Brother didn't even open his mouth to speak!

"You're thinking too loudly in your mind."

Oh, can I keep my voice down?

"...don't change the subject, Cheshire Cat, you know there's always going to be someone to stop you if you do go that far, but you could have done otherwise."

"Brother's goal is the invincible villain boss."

"You can't recruit anyone to be your soldier and crab general."

"Hey! Are you denying brother's charisma? Just wave your hand and someone will overwhelm you with love!"

"I just saw kids trying to be brave."

"Oh, damn it, to be honest, you can't really think you understand brother just because you read brother's heart."

Charles gave his brother a deep look.

"I didn't think about it that way."

He slid the wheelchair by himself, and the passing brother left the room slowly.

03.

... just leave?

(Mo Jun: He found out that you didn't listen carefully to what he said. It's useless to say anything to you at this time.)

ha?

(Lucia: ... Well, he just said before that he doesn't understand you.)

...Tsk, brother just didn't pay attention because he was busy arguing with you.

(Ratt: You just subconsciously don't want to hear it.)

(Mo Jun: ...you are still going to the extreme.)

Are you guilty of saying this as a brake?

(Mo Jun: Right.)

……

Oh, congratulations, you finally found a way to choke brother to death. Happy, right?

(Lucia: You need to listen to others.)

Is brother so assertive that he doesn't listen to others?

(Ratt: Just now—)

...Oh forget it, never mind.

(lat: ...)

(Mo Jun: ... Really, it's worrying.)

04.

After leaving Charles' room, I wandered around and found a few children. To be honest, I really hate little ghosts, so I walked around them.

But if I say that I hate Mo Xiaojun, the Mo Jun in Mo Xiaojun's mind will definitely jump up and hit brother's knee.

(Mo Jun: You are enough, you have to mock your own personality...)

Brother is just teasing you in another way, the real Brother Mojun won't do it.

(Eve: ... Who remembers the one who kissed after saying Cani?)

...Brother just can't allow himself to attack minors.

(Mo Jun: NO! Even if they are adults, father and son Play will be blocked.)

You think too much, brother's true love - not that Feel.

(Eve: ? So you remember what your true love feels like?)

Oh nothing.

05.

Brother just remembered a little bit, so I don’t want to tell them much.

Not even a memory, no sound or image.

It’s just one, with a bit of deep bitterness, mellow, rich in history...beautiful, nostalgic...I like it...

cannot be forgotten.

06.

I thought it was a bit boring at first, but I suddenly thought that all the children here are mutants, Mo Jun won't be bullied here, right?

When I saw him, he was having fun with a group of mutant kids.

...Happier than I imagined.

"Looks like you're getting on pretty well with them."

"Isn't it difficult?" Mo Jun glanced at Brother inexplicably, "If you express your affection sincerely, they won't refuse."

Ah, I can only say that you are surprisingly friendly.

No matter how my brother expressed his affection, the little black cat regarded him as a hostile element and was on guard.

(Miao Zeke: Yes, yes, not even a hug.)

Brother nodded sympathetically, seeing that Mo Jun got along well with those children, he was quite envious and jealous.

"If you are sincere and greet him in a way he is more familiar with, he probably won't think of you as a ghost."

The small wheelchair behind him grumbled to the side, "I hope you don't look like enemies."

Mo Jun raised his head and greeted Professor X shyly.

"Brother didn't want to be an enemy with him."

"But you're also wary of him."

(Mo Jun: ... In view of the possibility of being read by him unconsciously, it is better to stay away from him.)

(Eve: He's your friend.)

(Mo Jun: He is a human being with superpowers.)

(Eve: He has no hostility toward you.)

(Mo Jun: It doesn’t mean there won’t be any in the future. I am different from human beings.)

Brother clearly felt a string in his brain gradually tightened.

(Eve: You can't completely negate all good intentions for this reason!)

(Mo Jun: Even if this kindness does not know how false it is?)

(Eve: ...It is simply unreasonable. Why do you have to deny all others because of one possibility?)

(Mo Jun: After all, I’m not human, it’s a fact, I’m a——)

Give?I?close?Mouth.

The arm was grabbed violently.

"I can't watch you go to extremes like this."

(Mo Jun: ... I am sorry for my negligence.)

(Eve: Concentrate on how to deny me. If you have other thoughts to stop something, I will be the one who will kick you.)

"Oh, Charles, you have to know," he felt his shoulders relax, "I actually like you a lot."

Otherwise, I won't play hooligans on you directly, trust me.

"..." Charles' blue eyes stared at my brother inexplicably, finally sighed almost helplessly, and let go of my arm.

"I admit that there must be some differences between you and me." He pushed the wheelchair away from his brother, "For example--the concept of kissing, human beings don't regard kissing as simply eating."

"Father," Mo Jun tugged on Lago's sleeve, "What's the same between kissing and eating?"

(Carthus: Use your mouth.)

(Miao Zeke: Hey! You will teach bad children!)

"It's very different for you." Brother shrugged, thinking too seriously just now that he forgot there was a child next to him, "but for Brother——"

Brother looked straight into Mo Jun's eyes, his eyes told me that he knew, he was waiting for me to admit it.

Ah, brother is really not suitable for dealing with children.

(Joshua: ...if you're stuck.)

come on.

The whole body is out of control in an instant.

"There's no difference." Said the deep voice—brother actually doesn't have the self-awareness of his own voice as if he hasn't drank water for several years—"For me, there is no difference."

Mo Jun must have sensed something was different, he let go of his brother's sleeve.

Although it was not very clear, when Joshua controlled his body, I smelled a familiar fragrance.

The taste of caramel macchiato.

Ah... Suddenly, many years have passed, and I haven't felt that anyone's emotions smell good for a long time. Even my tongue seems to be imprisoned by the bitter taste, and I can't taste anything.

Why, I don't know when it started, I feel that the taste of others is too sweet and greasy.

Uncontrollably, he lightly stroked Mo Jun's cheek.

"Can—"

(Mo Jun: ... I made a big mess and you stop me!!)

A sentence came from the side: You are a beast when you shoot a child.

Joshua sighed somewhat dissatisfied.

Finally, he withdrew his hand, turned his head, and stared at the Son.

He looked at the Son of God with a livid expression, and his hands were already placed next to his temples.

"Long time no see, dear Son."

"--It's you!"

"I have no intention of doing anything to you, my lord."

Joshua's tone carried an inexplicable smile, "You seem to have a home. May God bless you."

(Protagonist: It sounds strange, which priest would call God directly? Shouldn't you say 'May the Lord bless you'?)

Dear myself, why ask knowingly?We do not believe in Jehovah.

(Eve: ...It was unexpectedly unfeeling, it seems that you are very interested in the Holy Son. I still remember that you smashed a bar because of the Holy Son.)

For the Holy Son, that is not an interesting memory, is it?Forget it, Miss Eve.