[Exorcist Boy] The whole world thinks I'm a cannon fodder

It turned out that it wasn't poisoning, an enemy attack, or an indiscriminate homicide by Lu Yu who was stabbed—the rabbi just couldn't bear the bumps and high temperature for days, and suddenly developed a high fever.

I hurriedly bought back the medicine according to the doctor's order, and saw that the hotel was still standing in place, and the fat man with the gun barrel, which had not collapsed and had a ferocious face, was firing suddenly in the air.

It's no wonder that I'm not sure, after all, from the beginning of the journey to the present, this is the first time that the rabbi and I have been separated for such a long time in a real sense.

I originally thought that with such a short distance, there would be nothing wrong with going back quickly, but I didn’t want to go wrong on the way back—when I was passing through a dark alley, some people appeared from nowhere. The local man stopped me suddenly.

Of course, I drew the knife and slashed myself at the first moment, which made them stunned; after waiting for a long time, I didn't see them transforming, so I was also stunned.After discovering that these few were not demons at all, I inserted the dagger back intact with extremely complicated emotions, and by the way enthusiastically advised them not to follow beautiful foreign friends for nothing, after all——nothing is impossible Self-sufficiency internal solution right?

However, after such a delay, I came back too late. After cooking the medicine in the small kitchen of the hotel, I hurried back to the room.

At this moment, the little rabbi was completely sunk in the wide and soft bed. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and stared in my direction in bewilderment.

As soon as the medicine came out of the pot, it felt hot even through the bowl. I put the medicine bowl on the table, paused, and went over to help the rabbi change the wet handkerchief on his forehead.

Then I found that no matter what I did, the rabbi was always looking at me with half-opened eyes in a daze.Wherever I go, his gaze follows, and he refuses to miss even half a step.

I hesitated for a moment, then returned to the bed, raised my hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

The rabbi didn't respond, and still looked at me ignorantly.

But when I turned to leave, I stretched out my little hand and grabbed my...huh?caught my hair?

"hiss--"

I took a deep breath and looked back at him quickly, only to see the little red-haired child puckered his mouth and gripped even tighter, and the emerald-like transparent blue color was even covered with a layer of water.

It looked a little... aggrieved.

I:"……"

Eighty percent of the time it's because I'm confused—I thought I was really a child.

But burning is also good. Although I have been holding my hair for a long time and refuse to let go, but as long as I coax it patiently, I can play with it and be obedient. Even such a bitter concoction, I drank it tons and tons. .

"Okay, it's time for bed."

After feeding the medicine smoothly, I pushed Rabbi back on the bed|, pulled the quilt up, tightly tucked it up to his neck, and then patted his little head soothingly.

The rabbi's eyes blinked twice, and then they closed obediently.

It was very late, and the dark night stuck to every corner outside the window. In the vast night, as far as the eyes could see, only the dim street lights were dimly flickering with the noise of cicadas.

I drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and lightly moved a small stool to the bed.

In this way, if there is any emergency, it is convenient to take care of him.

I don't know if it's because of the effect of the medicine, but the rabbi didn't seem to feel as uncomfortable as before, and soon let out a gentle and long breathing sound.

He fell asleep.

I lay down on the bed very lightly, and after my eyes got used to the darkness, I began to focus on his outline with my face in a daze.Just looking at it like this, I gradually felt drowsy, and my eyelids were still fighting after holding on for a while, so I closed my eyes and let myself fall asleep.

When I woke up, the night was over.

The raven-blue morning light leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, lightly hitting the rabbi's sleeping face, as if coating the corners of his eyes and brows with a cool and soft light.

I blinked my eyes in a daze, and lay on the edge of the bed watching him for a while, before my head could react, I subconsciously raised my hand and reached over to touch his forehead.

— still very hot.

It's been one night, how come the fever hasn't subsided yet?

I was still a little dazed in my mind, looked at my hands in confusion, paused, and suddenly leaned over like a ghost, and put my lips on his forehead.

——It’s not hot this time.

...It really is because of my cold hands.

I was relieved, and just about to get up and back away, I took a glance out of the corner of my eye, but suddenly found that the rabbi opened his eyes at some point, and was looking at me blankly and blankly at this moment.

I:"……"

I calmly looked at him for two seconds, stood up calmly, put my hands on his eyes calmly, and then wiped them down with a swish.

Rabbi: "..."

The rabbi opened his eyes again: "What are you doing, Ceci."

At this time, my IQ has almost recovered, and I immediately put on a business face after hearing this: "I was just taking your temperature."

"...I know," the rabbi was helpless. Although he looked more energetic than before, his voice was hoarse after a high fever. "There is still some common sense."

That's good, I'm not afraid that you think I'm a pervert.

"The fever should be gone," I mixed warm water and handed it to him, "but how do you feel?"

"Well...Although I still don't have much strength, it is indeed much better than last night."

That should be the strength of the medicine.

I thought about it, and resolutely cooked another pot to strengthen the curative effect, but I didn't want to have an accident when it came up this time.

"...No, no, no, no! It's too bitter!"

The rabbi's little face was wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun, and he gave up after taking a bite. He twisted and twisted on the bed, desperately avoiding the medicine bowl in my hand, and refused to open his mouth again.

I:"……"

"Rabbi, do you mean," I asked, "are you afraid of suffering?"

The rabbi hesitated.

"Just like a child."

"I-I'm just a kid right now!"

"But you obviously drank very happily last night, gurgling, and it was dry after a few sips."

"Isn't that all burnt out? I've completely lost consciousness. There's no reference!"

"No, you are awake, your eyes are open."

"Keeping your eyes open doesn't mean you're conscious. Anyway, please forgive me. It's too painful. Ceci, I don't want to drink—"

I stared at him for a while, then suddenly spoke abruptly.

"Rabbi, aren't you...are you acting like a baby?"

The rabbi choked violently, and for a while, he stared at me with his tongue open, wondering if it was because he was too excited that even the tips of his ears turned red.

"But it's useless to act like a baby," I said sternly, "Countless experiences and lessons have taught us that children cannot be used to it."

"...Wait! I'm not really a child!" The red on Rabbi's ears faded instantly.

"Didn't you just say that you belonged to a child?" I held the medicine bowl and leaned over again, "And you are so afraid of suffering, how did you get sick before?"

"There used to be an old panda man who gave acupuncture."

I blinked in surprise: "Are you afraid of taking medicine instead of needles? Shouldn't needles be more painful?"

"There is no pain when a real expert gives an injection," the rabbi told me. "Well, it's not completely painless. It's probably the same as being bitten by a mosquito."

"Huh? You can feel the bite of a mosquito?"

"...Where is your focus!"

"Anyway, you have to finish this bowl of medicine now." The bowl was full of hot air, I scooped up a spoonful and blew carefully before feeding it to his mouth, "It's useless, don't do it again Useless struggle, boy."

The rabbi really didn't make trouble this time.

He stared blankly at the movement of me blowing the medicine, and when I moved the spoon over, he drank the medicine almost subconsciously.

"!!!"

Then instantly wrinkled into a steamed bun face.

"So cute." I immediately pushed the toffee that I peeled in advance to his lips.

The rabbi didn't react for a moment, and ate it without thinking.

"How is it? Doesn't it hurt now?"

·

In consideration of the rabbi's health, we stayed there for four or five days before we set off again.

On the day of my departure, the rabbi deliberately took me to avoid the street in front of the hotel, and walked another way—it is said that he heard rumors that several local middle-aged men suddenly fell insane with him for some reason. It seems that I specifically choose to do that kind of unsightly thing in public, for fear that it will hurt my eyes if I see it.

I paused for a moment, showed surprise at the right time, and gave him high praise and full affirmation for his act of caring for his eyes.

Rabbi: "... I always feel that Sisi knows something."

Me: "Your illusion."

But ever since we learned that we were the slowest of the three groups—although I think this is already very obvious, you can guess—the rabbi and I speeded up our journey, and we were basically nowhere Make any pointless stops.

Until we came to the city on the border between northern India and Nepal.

At that time, we were going to catch the last train of the day, but we didn't want to walk. Suddenly, my foot seemed to be stuck to the ground, and I couldn't move.

"No wonder I always feel that this place looks familiar. I remembered that Master brought me and Allen here once when I was young."

The rabbi looked at me incredulously.

"Because I've been here once, I can tell at a glance," I pointed to the dessert shop I passed by just now, "It's a shop that can make puffs."

"Puffs...?" The rabbi understood what I meant a little later, and felt a little helpless at the moment, "Be patient, Sisi, I know you like puffs, but if you don't hurry up now, you will not be able to catch up This train is gone, how about I buy puffs and so on in the next city with you?"

"But, that shop is the most authentic."

"...Isn't that the right word to use here?"

"But, that shop makes the best food."

This is really not an exaggeration. Ever since Master took me to eat it once, I have never been able to forget the taste.

Even after eating thousands of puffs—even including those made by Jerry—none of them came close.

"I said Ceci, don't show such an expression..."

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I understand," I waved my hands in pain, "Now is not the time to eat, the most urgent thing is to hurry up to catch the train tonight, otherwise we will be delayed for another day."

The rabbi looked at me for a few seconds, hesitant to speak, paused, and sighed as if giving up.

"Well...forget it, no matter how urgent you are, it's not too late. At worst, let's catch the trip tomorrow morning."

"No, there's no need to waste time for just a few—dozens of puffs. I really don't care. Believe me, I can hold on."

Just to emphasize, I'm really not saying no.

Rabbi: "...Then don't drag me there."

After about 10 minutes, I was already buried in a mountain of freshly baked puffs.

Although I ordered all the flavors that can be ordered, the first one really starts with the special curry puff pastry creamy giant puffs.

The first bite should be more formal. I took a deep breath and took a small bite. The crispy outside and smooth inside, the dripping and rich soup, and the curry filling that bursts fragrant but not greasy after one bite, immediately conquered my taste buds.

good to eat!

very delicious!

It's the taste of childhood!

I was so satisfied that my whole body was bursting with pink bubbles, and for a moment I kind of forgot when and where I was.

"...Is it really that—so delicious?" A hesitant voice came from the side.

"Does it need to be said?" I ate a little bit, and almost subconsciously replied, "This puff is in my heart, but it is only behind the rabbi, okay?"

After I released the mine, I didn't take it seriously at all. Out of inertia, I stuffed another five puffs in succession before I faintly felt that something was wrong.

I stopped and turned my head slowly, just in time to meet the rabbi's astonished expression.

I:"……"

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder struck a few large characters in my mind.

Ruined.

The author has something to say:

Sisi (calmly): "Master, if I'm not mistaken, I seem to have been exposed."

Kuros: "...MDZZ."