[Comprehensive] Light and Shadow

After parting with Tamiya Yoshiko, Shimada Hideo wandered the streets, lured a young woman into an uninhabited alley, and ate that human being. Sure enough, human blood and flesh and blood are the most delicious food.

When Shimada Hideo arrived at the door of the apartment where he lived, he felt the sight of humans.

Vigilantly raising his head and following the line of sight, Hideo Shimada saw a boy poking his head out of the window and looking at him.

Sensing Shimada Hideo's gaze, the purple-haired boy grinned brightly, then quickly stretched out his hands and waved vigorously at Shimada Hideo, calling for brother loudly as if Shimada couldn't see him.

Shimada Hideo paused, then lowered his head and went up the stairs.

The moment I opened the door, I saw the purple-haired boy sitting in the wheelchair was already at the entrance, looking at me with bright eyes. The boy didn't speak, but stared at Hideo Shimada intensely and intently. , as if waiting for something.

Shimada Hideo didn't pay attention to the boy's expression, but walked straight into the room.

The sleeve corner was caught, Shimada Hideo turned his head stiffly, and looked at the boy calmly with empty eyes.

On the contrary, the boy looked a little strange, he snorted angrily, then glanced at Hideo Shimada with a sullen look.The emotion in those purple pupils was too obvious, Hideo Shimada also noticed that the boy in front of him was angry at this moment.

Shimada Hideo frowned slightly, unable to understand why the human beings in front of him would be angry for no reason without doing anything or speaking.But after yesterday's contact, he vaguely understood, Shimada Hideo didn't do anything, just stood there and waited for the boy to continue talking.

"Brother, you! You didn't tell me when you got home. I'm back." The purple-haired boy snorted a few times, then looked at Hideo Shimada seriously and accused him, his expression was so focused that Hideo Shimada I really thought that I had done something very wrong to this human being, "Brother, you see that I am at home every day, waiting for you to come back so eagerly. When you see me, you still have such an iceberg face, and you admire and love me so much. Your younger brother doesn't care about anything, hum, brother, you are too arrogant!"

"..." Shimada Hideo completely failed to understand what this younger brother who adored and loved him was talking about.

"Brother, if you see me after entering the door, tell me I'm back." The boy kept talking to himself. Even if Hideo Shimada didn't respond at all, and his expression didn't change, the boy could still shake his head. Brain, finished speaking with emotion.

In Hideo Shimada's memory, there is no memory of saying "I'm back when I get home".

"I'm back." Shimada Hideo still said, but it was just four simple words of human beings, so there was no need to think too much.

"Brother, welcome back." A sly light flashed in the boy's purple pupils, and he couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and laughed happily.

The boy slowly stretched out his right hand to Hideo Shimada, and Hideo Shimada looked down at the boy's small hand, with white and slender five fingers, a hand so white that it seemed transparent, what was he going to do.

Even though Shimada Hideo didn't move, the boy was not in a hurry, and he didn't continue talking. He just kept silent and waited there with his hands hanging in the air. His face still had a bright smile with crooked eyebrows, and Zitong looked at him with a smile. Hideo Shimada.

After a while, Shimada Hideo hesitated and slowly stretched out his right hand, covering the boy's hand with his palm.

Shimada Hideo felt a little dazed, looking at the slender hand that was holding him.

It's like touching the temperature of a human being for the first time.

Without waiting for Hideo Shimada to think about it, the boy firmly held Shimada's hand back, and with the other hand he used the wheelchair to walk towards the kitchen, and Hideo Shimada walked slowly step by step.

"Brother, let's make ramen together today." The boy said enthusiastically, then took a few carrots and directly stuffed them into Shimada Hideo's hands, "Brother, go wash the carrots first."

Shimada Hideo looked at the radish in his hand, and after thinking for a while, Shimada followed the boy's words to wash the radish.He has no plans to eat the boy yet, so he will listen to the boy first and do it.

And then, without Hideo Shimada's refusal, the boy behaved more naturally and impolitely.

"Brother, I'll let you wash the radishes! You've been crushed to pieces! Ah! Be gentle!"

"Is it finished washing? Then go and cut it into pieces."

"Brother! I asked you to cut into small pieces of round slices, who told you to cut them vertically!"

"Don't pretend to be nonchalant! I've seen it all! Bro, you cut off the cutting board, right?"

"Brother, pass me the sesame oil, no, it's vinegar for you, and the sesame oil is the bottle next to it."

"Fry another egg, brother, crack an egg and put it on the pan...I didn't ask you to throw it in directly! The pan is about to explode!"

Originally, Ann Shimada could cook dinner quickly by himself, but with the help of Hideo Shimada, it was already seven o'clock in the evening when he finally made two bowls of ramen.The purple-haired boy looked haggardly at the messy kitchen, then sighed, and looked at Hideo Shimada who was indifferent with sympathy and struggle.

"Brother, you are really, unexpectedly hard to use."

But just after saying this, the boy couldn't help laughing again.

"But oh, this is the dinner that my brother and I made together." The boy said excitedly, looking at the two bowls of hot ramen next to the stove in the small kitchen with bright eyes, "This must be better than yesterday's ramen." It’s thousands of times more delicious!”

Shimada Hideo carefully looked at the two bowls of determined ramen with those empty eyes, but in terms of color and smell, they seemed to be much worse than those made by the boy yesterday.So, what is it that humans use to judge the difference?

Hideo Shimada was sitting on the sofa holding a bowl of ramen, looking at the satiated teenager sitting in a wheelchair who was eating happily.Shimada couldn't help but pay a little more attention to the bowl of noodles in his hand. He still ate the ramen in big gulps as the boy said before, but subconsciously tasted it seriously.

Probably, it's really a little different.

After eating the ramen, Shimada Hideo looked gloomyly at the empty front.

"There is no table." If there is no table, where will the empty bowl go.

"Didn't it be smashed yesterday? Just throw the empty bowl into the sink in the kitchen." The boy raised his eyebrows and said, looking at Shimada complainingly Hideo, then reached out and gave the empty bowl and chopsticks to Hideo Shimada.

Then... the boy's eyes widened, and he looked at the beautiful parabola of the bowl and chopsticks in the air in surprise.

Bang Dang thrown into the sink in the small kitchen.

Really, it is thrown.

"Brother, you are too sincere." The boy twitched the corner of his mouth, then looked at Hideo Shimada helplessly.

"Ah, well, I'm full now." The young man sighed roughly, and then he seemed to be slacking off on the wheelchair, but suddenly turned his head and looked at him with bright eyes. Hideo Shimada.

Shimada Hideo subconsciously looked at the boy, and his experience told him that this boy must have something to do.

The purple-haired boy rowed the wheelchair to the front of Shimada Hideo, blocking Shimada's sight.

Then, Hideo Shimada realized he was being attacked.

Yes, he was attacked with a hug by a skinny human.

Hideo Shimada stiffened his body, looking down at the boy, he stretched out his hands and rushed towards him, hugging his neck with both hands, and panting slightly, he wanted to move himself out of the wheelchair, because his lower limbs could not move. Because of the movement, the boy could only grab Shimada Hideo with all his strength, use the man as a support for all his strength, and then slowly move himself from the wheelchair.

It's not dangerous, and it can't be dangerous at all.

Shimada Hideo let the human being grab his neck desperately, and then moved over little by little.

When the boy finally got out of the wheelchair and sat on Shimada Hideo's lap, the boy was already panting heavily, with hot sweat on his forehead.The boy who hadn't exercised for a long time collapsed on Shimada Hideo's body out of breath, as if he had no bones in his body, while muttering that he was exhausted.

"What do you want to do." Shimada Hideo was not used to such close contact with humans, and his cold eyes fell on the young man who was close at hand.

"I want to sit with my brother." The boy shouted cheerfully, and then rubbed his face against Hideo Shimada's clothes, like a cub who hadn't grown up from his Oedipus, with a coquettish look on his face, "You Speaking of brothers, of course we need to spend more time getting close to each other. I really like being with my brother!"

Shimada Hideo didn't refute, but the real Shimada Hideo has already been eaten by him, so such brotherly behavior is unnecessary.

"Brother, your hands are so pretty." The boy grabbed Shimada Hideo's right hand and played with it over and over again.

nice?

Shimada Hideo looked at his right hand, unable to judge what the definition of good-looking was.

Even though it is praised by humans, it is not his hand.

The only thing on this body is his head, which is the main body, but thinking of the terrified screams of human beings after seeing his main body, probably no human being will say to him, your brain is so beautiful.

Shimada Hideo looked at the boy who was playing with his fingers, and suddenly wondered how the boy would react if he saw his own body.But if he is seen, he will be eaten. Now Shimada Hideo has not yet eaten up the appetite of this boy.

I suddenly remembered that it was written in the book given by Yoshiko Tamiya that human beings like to compliment and compliment each other.So after the boy said that his hands are beautiful, does he need to repeat that your hands are also beautiful.

"Brother, I'm sleepy, let me sleep on my back for a while." The boy rubbed his chin against Hideo Shimada's neck, then leaned on the man's body, closed his eyes completely defenseless, and continued to grasp Holding Shimada's hand tightly.

When the boy squinted his eyes slightly and fell asleep, he heard that flat and monotonous voice in a daze.

"Your eyes are beautiful, too."

Slowly opened those purple eyes, and then An saw Shimada Hideo's still expressionless face.

The boy closed his eyes, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.