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

That night.

After the lights were turned off, the darkness and the exhaustion of not closing my eyes for two days and one night gathered like a big net. I thought I would fall asleep easily, but I didn't want to toss and turn on the bed for a long time. Instead of falling asleep, I became more and more energetic.I simply did not sleep, and after lying on my back for a while, I suddenly sat up and glanced down furtively.

Then I was surprised to find that the rabbi who was lying diagonally below me was not asleep yet. He was resting his arms on his pillow, staring intently at the board above him, wondering what he was thinking.

I don't know if I was emboldened by the darkness and excitement, I thought about it, and suddenly stretched out my hand without warning, and waved it at him tentatively.

The rabbi glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, looked over, and was taken aback when he saw me lying on the bed rail.

I lip-synced with him: why don't you sleep?

Rabbi: "..."

The rabbi hesitated for a moment, then said something.

I:"……"

Well, even if the curtains are not drawn, the light in the cabin is too dark. It seems that the way of communicating through lip reading is not feasible.

For a while, the rabbi and I could only stare at each other, speechless.

Then I fell back and used sign language.

However, just when we were getting better in the gesticulation between you and me, an old cough suddenly came from the rabbi's upper bunk.

I was startled, thinking that the bookman had discovered me, so I quickly lay down obediently.

But then, I held my breath and waited for a long time, but I still didn't see anything from the scholar. Slowly, my courage grew up again.

I got up quietly, and glanced down cautiously.

The rabbi seemed to be waiting for me. Seeing me poking my head out again, he immediately pointed to the upper bunk and waved his hand slightly.

I think he's saying it's okay, the old man probably hasn't woken up.

Who knows that Shuweng is not awake, but he has been working on dubbing our sign language with coughs in dreams, such as——

I gestured a few times.

Shuweng: "Cough."

The rabbi called me back a few times.

Shuweng: "Cough cough cough."

We continued to gesticulate.

Shu Weng: "Cough cough cough cough."

I:"……"

This cough is almost going to heaven, maybe he didn't wake up?is it possible?

But the key is when did the old man wake up?You haven't been asleep all the time, have you?

Now I didn't dare to toss about it at all, and lay down on the bed rail, and quickly made a gesture of clasping hands to the side of the rabbi's face.

The rabbi nodded in understanding, and moved his lips accordingly.

Although I can't see clearly at all, I think he should be saying good night or see you tomorrow.

The amazing thing is that after lying down this time, I didn't suffer from insomnia like before. Not long after the side of my face touched the pillow, I fell into a dark and sweet sleep like a stone sinking into the sea.

·

"Lord Sisi—no, Miss Sisi," Miss Anita paused, "I heard from Maheja, you have something to ask me...about that photo?"

Another day passed, and because I spent the whole day in the cabin trying to catch up on sleep, I didn't think of going to Miss Anita to have a chat until night.

I honestly sat on the sofa with a teacup in my hand, my palm was warmed by the wall of the cup. Through the dense water vapor, I noticed that besides the nautical chart and thermometer, there were also many exquisite wall lamps on the wall. The lights from all over the room converged in one place, illuminating the whole room as if it were daytime, and the outside of the cabin, which was dark at night, seemed like two worlds.

I looked back and nodded, because the tea was too hot, I only took a small sip and put the teacup on the table in front of me.

"Miss Anita should just call me by my first name. In terms of seniority, you have to be my master's generation. It's too strange to use an honorific title for me."

The point is, if she really becomes a teacher's wife in the future, with the character of a teacher, she will definitely come to make trouble.

"Then why did Ceci come to me and want to know?" Miss Anita smiled softly, and changed her words politely.

This is a real beauty, even if she took off the complicated makeup and only wore a sweater and a headscarf, her gestures and gestures are surprisingly elegant, and there is a classical charm unique to the East in her soft beauty.

So master, what kind of luck is this? Why do all the good women bump into him as if they don't have eyes?

"I just want to ask you...to recall that photo again," I asked delicately, "does the person on it really look like me? Exactly the same?"

"I'm not sure if it's exactly the same, because I can't remember many details. But the day you first came to the Sky Brothel, I really regarded you as the same person." Miss Anita pondered for a moment, "But now...it can be seen that Sisi has a slightly different temperament from the lady in the photo. Although she is about the same age, it is obvious that the lady looks more mature."

This sounds... more like a mother.

"The man up there, Miss Anita, can Miss Anita tell which country he is from?"

"It's not very clear, but it feels...it should come from a country in Europe."

Europe?

Will it be England?

Speaking of which, my initial impression of this world is that I came from Liverpool, England, and from Martha's church.

Moreover, Baba slipped the tongue once, and seemed to have mentioned that the master was born and bred in England.

I temporarily suppressed my doubts: "How much does Miss Anita remember about the background? Are there any iconic buildings?"

Unlikely, but like Big Ben or something?

"As for the background...behind them, there seems to be a withered tree...? Sorry, I don't know much about this, and I can't recognize what kind of tree it is."

If there is only such a reference object, it is useless to recognize it...

"Anything else?"

Miss Anita thought for a while, and finally shook her head apologetically.

"Hasn't Ceci met his parents? Hasn't Mr. Kolos told you?"

"I never said it, I never said it," I said dejectedly, "If I had said it, I wouldn't have thought that I was the illegitimate daughter of Master since I was a child. God knows how much this has brought to my young heart. An indelible shadow."

Miss Anita couldn't help laughing.

"You and Allen, it seems to be to Mr. Kolos..." After she blurted out, she realized what she said, and her face suddenly changed, "Sorry, Allen..."

"It's okay, Allen is fine." I didn't think she was making a slip of the tongue at all. I guessed that the tea in the cup was almost cold, so I picked it up and drank it. "I'm still alive."

Miss Anita's hand holding the teacup tightened slightly: "... just like Mr. Kuros?"

I nodded as a matter of course: "Just like Master."

Miss Anita lowered her eyelashes, and after a while, she regained her previous gentle look.

"Having said so much... In fact, the safest thing to do is to ask Mr. Kuros directly after you see him."

What worries me is this: "But... what if Master doesn't tell me?"

"I'll tell." Miss Anita smiled softly.

I was unprepared for a moment, and was directly shaken by this smile. For a moment, I felt a blingbling maternal radiance in her that I had never seen before.

I immediately defected.

Although Master's lovers are all over the world, including all walks of life, there are too many to count.But at that moment just now, I had a rare idea that "it would be nice if Master can be taken down by Miss Anita for the rest of his life".

But after thinking about it, I still think that if he continues to play like this, when he gets older and has no capital, the biggest possibility is that he will die miserable and lonely.

Very good, when we meet, you must give Master a hint. If you don't treat Allen and me well, then no one will give him a pension.

I was almost finished asking questions, and just about to get up to say goodbye to Miss Anita, I heard a knock on the door.

It's Li Nali.

"Excuse me, Miss Anita...ah, is Sisi here?" She had long hair loose, and she seemed to have just taken a shower. "I'm here to borrow... something to tie my hair."

Miss Anita put down the teacup knowingly, walked to the table, took out a delicate wooden box from the drawer, paused for a moment, then turned to me and asked, "Does Ceci need it too?"

Then I remembered that I, like Li Nali, lost my hair rope in the earlier battle.

"I don't need it."

Just take this opportunity to change to a more mature hairstyle.

"You guys talk," I glanced at the clock on the wall that was already pointing to 10, "I'm going to take a shower too."

I thought the bathroom on the boat would be relatively simple, but I didn't expect the decoration inside to be exquisite and comfortable.After adjusting the temperature, I unscrewed the shower head, and the hot water splashed down with a bang. After a while, the water vapor filled the entire bathroom.

I stood in the water and rushed for a long time, watching the water droplets continuously condensed on the wall, and then kept sliding down, leaving wet marks one after another, until my feet were numb, and I glanced to the side belatedly ——and then I saw Tim, who was happily floating on his belly in the water basin.

I stared at it for five, six, seven or eight seconds before I realized something was wrong with a blank face: "...Say, you didn't turn on that terrible video recording function."

Tim: "..."

But this is a rare opportunity. After re-establishing the privacy agreement with Tim, I thought about it, and found out the little pink bath brush that I hadn’t given away before, and brushed it after a long absence.It's been an hour since I washed it out.I didn't see anyone in the sleeping room, but after being guided by the crew, I finally found our large army in the activity room.

I opened the door and walked in. The first thing I saw was Miranda who was sitting in front of the mirror and staring solemnly at the dial. Because she was too focused, she didn't notice that I came in, and she just whispered to herself. I was talking about something, I listened, but didn’t catch a word; I hesitated for a moment, then turned my gaze inside again, and saw Crowley and the bookman playing chess over the sofa.

But what exactly was Crowley's pose?

Could squatting a cat on the couch help the brain function more flexibly?

I greeted them in a low voice, without disturbing either side, I just wiped my hair, and walked around the room seemingly unintentionally.

Shuweng: "That idiot is not here."

I just found the back of the sofa, and I was leaning over to look under the table: "..."

"Ah, Ceci, are you looking for the rabbi?" Crowley also reacted at this time, and gave me a friendly smile, "He thought it was too stuffy here, so he went to the deck to breathe."

"...Speaking of which, it seems quite boring." I turned my feet very naturally, and went straight to the door. After flashing out, I didn't forget to help them close the door, "You guys continue to play, and I will go out too." Breathe."

It's just that the moment the door closed, I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that the scholar suddenly raised his head and glanced in my direction.

But I didn't pay much attention, and climbed up the deck directly along the ladder.

The weather tonight is fine, the wind is calm, and there are only a few very thin clouds floating in the night sky.

Without the obstruction of the thick clouds, the clear moonlight poured down like a gauze mist, caressed the bulging canvas, and fell on the deserted deck, as if coating the whole ship with a layer of cool white frost.

Not on the stern side.

I looked around, paused, and leaned on the railing to glance down the boat.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the undercurrent of the sea under the boat showed a jewel-like dark blue, and as the boat sailed, shallow ripples rippled round and round.

Good-looking is good-looking, but you can't look too much.

To be on the safe side, I moved back to the inside cautiously, and walked towards the bow while holding on to the outer wall of the cabin.

The night was dark, although the clouds were very light and the wind was very light, the air was still filled with a strong chill.

I rubbed my nose, sneezed a little, walked for a while, and finally saw someone leaning on the railing at the bow from a distance, staring at something in his hand by the moonlight.

"Rabbi?" I called out tentatively.

He didn't seem to hear.

I took a few more steps forward, and just about to call out again, I was suddenly taken aback.

——By the light of the moon, I could clearly see the side face of the rabbi.

I've never seen... a rabbi like this.

I never knew that when he stopped smiling brightly and put away all his expressions, it would give people such a strong sense of strangeness.

It's as if he sticks to his own world, builds an iron wall, and doesn't allow the slightest approach... Generally.

For a moment, I couldn't make up my mind whether to go or not.

However, just when I made up my mind and was about to retreat, the rabbi seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head first.Seeing me, I was startled, paused, put the things in my hands back into my trouser pockets, and then walked towards me quickly.

"Why did you come out at night—wait a minute, did you just take a shower? Your hair is still dripping?"

As soon as he spoke, the strange feeling of strangeness disappeared without a trace.

It took me a few seconds to react, remembering that there was still a towel on my head, and hurriedly wiped it off.The rabbi sighed, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but walked behind me, took my hand away, wrapped my long hair with a towel, and wiped it carefully.

This isn't the first time he's brushed my hair—but the thing is, he was a kid when he did it before.

Can this child and an adult... be the same?

I didn't dare to move, and finally waited until he finished wiping, and put the soaked towel on the railing next to me. Just as I was about to speak, I saw him quickly take off the scarf and wrap it around me.

I originally thought it was just a neck wrap, but I didn't expect that he not only wrapped the neck, but also tightly wrapped it around the head a few times. After making sure that no hair was leaking out, he tied a particularly strong knot with satisfaction.

I:"……"

Let me tell you, I don't even need to look in the mirror to know that I don't look good in the way I look now.

It stands to reason that being a friend to this extent is not in vain for all my troubles before, but he...does he not regard me as the opposite sex at all...

But wrapped in this way, it is indeed... super warm.

The rabbi finished this series of actions out of inertia, and then he realized something after a while, and took a step back to distance himself from me.

Then he changed the subject and asked, "What time is it?"

Because of the layer of scarf, my voice sounded muffled: "When I came out, it was already past 11 o'clock."

"Ah—is it so late? Then why doesn't Sisi go to bed?"

"Aren't you asleep too?" I whispered.

The rabbi leaned back on the railing again: "I want to blow some more wind—"

"That's a coincidence, I also want to blow some more wind," I quietly moved towards him, and found a very legitimate reason for myself, "The main reason is that I slept too much during the day, and now one o'clock Not sleepy."

The rabbi didn't speak any more.

Even someone like me who usually doesn't wink can see that something is obviously wrong with him tonight.

What's going on here?

"Do you want to talk about something? By the way, what were you watching just now?"

The rabbi still didn't speak, and after a few seconds, he slowly took out a playing card from his trouser pocket and motioned for me to look at it.

It's Allen's Ace of Spades.

I suddenly wondered: "That time in the bamboo forest...?"

The rabbi nodded.

"Well," he deliberately looked away, without looking at me, he just put the poker back again, "Help me hide it from the old panda."

Although I don't know what to hide, I still put up two fingers: "Okay, I promise not to tell."

Perhaps because I didn't expect that I would agree so happily, the rabbi glanced sideways at me, then quickly turned his eyes away, and asked softly in a tone that I couldn't think of how to describe: "Cersi doesn't even ask why?"

I had no choice but to follow him: "Oh, why?"

Rabbi: "..."

After the rabbi was dazed, he suddenly laughed.

I looked at him inexplicably, and it happened to be hot after covering him for a long time, so I pulled down the scarf covering my face a little bit, exposing my mouth and nose.

But he didn't want to be caught by the sharp-eyed rabbi, so he raised his hand and pulled me up.

I:"……"

Me: "I'm sweating."

Just at this moment, the sea breeze was blowing towards my face. The rabbi couldn't hold it back, and sneezed with his head tilted. He couldn't believe what I said: "How is it possible? It's so cold."

"Maybe it's me... with more firepower?"

"What nonsense are you talking about again, okay, okay, let's go, let's go back together."

Are you going back now?

I was still a little bit unwilling to be reconciled, and while being pushed towards the stern by the rabbi, I turned my head and asked him in disappointment, "Are you not talking?"

"When did you not say you want to talk?" The rabbi's voice sounded surprised and helpless.

"But you look unhappy."

"...Where is it?"

"Believe me, Allen is really fine. I guarantee the lifelong happiness of my teacher Kloss Marian. I really didn't lie."

"It has nothing to do with Allen, I'm just... Speaking of Ceci, you casually vouched for the happiness of Marshal Kulos again."

I reacted a little slower: "...you must keep it secret for me, this matter must, must, must not be known by my master."

"It's better to say, is there anyone who doesn't know now..."

The rabbi was talking, but suddenly stopped.

"Ah, Sisi, wait for me, I forgot the towel there just now."

I agreed, and while the rabbi ran back to get the towel, I leaned against the bulkhead and looked at the deep night sky.

The moon was getting darker, and the originally bright and clear silver moon had been covered by dark clouds gathered at some point. In the cold air, there seemed to be some ominous and depressing atmosphere quietly spreading and extending.

My heart skipped a beat, and I turned to the bow almost subconsciously.

The light at the bow of the ship was far dimmer than here. Most of the Rabbi's body was hidden in the shadows, and he was lowering his head and concentrating on untying the towel that was caught on the railing.

——And behind him, there was something standing quietly.

The author has something to say:

Rabbi: "??? Wait for Sisi, I said you can find me if you want, why are you looking under the table?"

[As usual, can I use your little jiojio to step on the author's favorite duck in the column (～￣▽￣～)】

It’s time to thank the benefactor for feeding——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ah Sang, forever 16 years old, is Cai Cai, the world surrenders to me;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution:

10 bottles of cream cheese with half left;

5 bottles of Miyagi Ruoxi;

Holding it up is a [-]-meter sprint!Chirp!