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

No.

black space with spiral stairs, no;

There is no banquet hall where Tiqi and the others fought before;

There is no top floor where Rhodes put the door.

The three of us turned the tower inside and out, but Lian Yalian still didn't see their shadows.

"Miss Li Nali and the others, will they already..." George panicked and put forward a terrible guess.

"At times like this, don't scare yourself." The rabbi said firmly, "Think about it, the people in our group who fell didn't die, and it's even less likely that Alian and the others will be injured. Besides, there are still Marshal Kuros is following, it's sure to be safe—right, Sisi?"

How is it possible, in a sense, it is more dangerous to have a master with you?Because it doesn't mean when you will be kicked out to block the knife, it's not like you haven't done this kind of thing...

But may I say so?

"My master...is quite powerful," I nodded solemnly, thought for a while, and still couldn't hold back, and added rigorously, "Although at some point he may die without saving his life."

Rabbi: "..."

While the rabbi was helpless, he didn't know what to think of, and his serious expression flashed, but he was suppressed by him in less than two seconds, and he only suggested vigorously: "Okay—then let's go to the town next Find it!"

So we went out of the tower.

I walked in the front, because I didn't deliberately step lightly, and the pigeons on the high platform flew up with a huff.

"Wait, Sisi," the rabbi called me suddenly, his eyes flicked across my back intentionally or unintentionally, "Are you cold?"

I shook my head inexplicably: "It's not cold."

The rabbi nodded, and took a few strides to catch up, intentionally or unintentionally blocking George's view of me.After a pause, he simply let George go to the front, and walked behind me side by side.

However, after walking for less than a minute, he couldn't help turning his head and asked again: "What about now? Is it cold?"

Me: "It's not cold..."

The rabbi gave a "hmm" and turned his gaze back to the front again.

After a while: "Is it cold now?"

I:"……"

Why are you still expecting me to be cold?

But looking at his little eyes with implied expectation, what else can I do: "It's cold, it's so cold, it's almost freezing to death."

"I'll just say it!" Satisfied, the rabbi quickly took off his team uniform, and put it on me without saying a word, "How can it not be cold? Your back is exposed."

...Is it my illusion?Why do you always feel that the last half of the sentence is the key point?

So he just... doesn't want to see my back?

But Li Nali's back has been exposed outside for more than ten hours, and I haven't seen any dissatisfaction with him...

But before I could figure it out, the rabbi aimed at my bare|naked legs again: "Ah, do you want pants?"

……No!don't want!What the hell is going on with you all of a sudden—wait a minute, don't take off your belt!

In short, it took me a lot of effort to finally convince the rabbi that I would not feel cold as long as I wore enough upper body and nothing underneath.

...Yes, it's ridiculous, but he actually believed it.

Taking advantage of the gap between George walking back and talking to the rabbi, I breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately lagged behind them.

The rabbi’s coat didn’t feel like anything when he wore it on himself, but it was not normal when it was on me. The length of the hem was longer than my shorts. As I walked, the rough fabric kept scratching Rubbing the skin on the outside of the thigh, slightly itchy.The shoulders couldn't support it, and the cuffs grew a bit. When I moved, I felt like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

But...it's really warm.

Because it was just taken off, it still had the rabbi's body temperature on it.Just now I was thinking "Does he think that my figure is not good enough so he has to put clothes on me", but I haven't realized it yet. Now that I have calmed down, I realize the lingering enthusiasm and the atmosphere that belongs exclusively to the rabbi. They had already come down together to wrap me up, and in a trance, it seemed as if he had returned to the moment when he hugged me tightly when he fell.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't pull back my thoughts. I endured it, but I still couldn't hold it back. I raised my hand like a thief, and quietly put the sleeve on my face.

What to do, I always feel...as if I like him more and more.

And still, like before... not the same.

"Cersi...?" The rabbi and George finished speaking, and when he realized that I hadn't followed, he quickly turned his head.

"Here!" I was shocked, and immediately stood up straight.

"What's the matter?" He walked over nervously, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

I don't know what's wrong with me, I just feel a heat that I have never felt before rushing straight to the top of my head, and my heart beats louder, pounding against my chest.I looked at him and blinked for a few times before I stammered out an excuse: "The legs...the legs are a little soft."

The rabbi was stunned for a moment, and then squatted down in front of me without hesitation: "Why didn't you say it earlier, come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Eh……?

When George, who was walking in front, heard this, he quickly stopped him: "Master Rabbi is still injured? I should do it better. I have been carrying Master Li Nali before, and I already have experience..."

"No," but before I could say anything, the rabbi refused.He is always like this, although he is always laughing and joking, as if he doesn't care about anything, but on some rare occasions, like now, he will inadvertently reveal the unique toughness of young people, even in his voice. They all carried a trace of indisputable meaning, "I'll be fine if I come."

I don't know why, and suddenly I feel blessed—he didn't want George to carry me.

But, why don't you want to... wait, he must have sensed my killing intent towards George, and is afraid that I will attack George?

As soon as I thought of this possibility, I didn't dare to delay, and quickly fell on the rabbi's back with a guilty conscience.First, she hugged his neck reflexively, paused for a while, afraid that he would be uncomfortable, then retracted her hand, and put it lightly on his shoulder instead.

But he didn't want the rabbi to move. He just said, "You should hug your neck to stabilize yourself."

I was feeling guilty there, when I heard the words, I immediately hugged his neck obediently, hesitated for a moment, and put my chin on his shoulder along the way.

It's just that I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that after doing this action, I seem to see the corners of the rabbi's mouth upturned.But when I came back to my senses and looked again, I found that he had stood up with my legs bent as if nothing had happened, and started to walk forward.

He walked very steadily, almost without making me feel jerky-of course, this also caused the speed to drop in a straight line, and after a while, he opened the distance from George who was looking for someone in front.

"Am I heavy?" I couldn't hold back and asked him in a low voice.

In fact, to be more serious, it's not like I haven't hugged before, but for some reason, I always feel that something seems to be different from before.My whole body is now in a strange and tense state, and my heart is thumping even more, almost jumping out.

"Don't worry, it's much lighter than that guy with bean sprouts." Rabbi replied.

"Huh? Have you ever recited Allen?"

"It's not so much a back, it's more like a shoulder. It was when I fought with that mole before... Well, it's all over, don't worry."

I'm not worried, I just feel nervous for no reason, and at the same time I feel a little dizzy.

I don't know if this is the sequelae caused by excessive consumption of holiness, but I really lost my strength, so I pressed my face to the rabbi's shoulder.And because it was really warm, the warm body temperature continued to pass through the thin single clothes. I put it on for a while and felt comfortable. I couldn't help rubbing it lightly like I usually rub the pillow.

Rabbi: "..."

The rabbi's body froze instantly.

After my IQ came back, I also froze, but this thing can't be explained, and it tends to get darker and darker. For a while, silence spread between us like this.

About two or three minutes later, the rabbi spoke as if nothing had happened, and broke the silence: "Ah—speaking of which, when I fell before, I seemed to have a very strange dream."

"What dream?" I immediately asked cooperatively.

"I dreamed about...meeting Sisi for the first time."

"And me……?"

"Well," said the rabbi, "it was the night I first came to the order."

"So it was a dream about that night...huh?"

My mindless agreement came to an abrupt end.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong?

"Does Sisi remember that day? If I remember correctly, Sisi seemed to have just returned from a mission, and I happened to be waiting for the old man Panda at the underground river, so I just met him casually."

I:"……"

Remember, how can you not remember, even if you don't remember before, you will remember after dreaming.

But what is the situation?Haven't heard that Meng is connected?

I took a deep breath calmly, and decided to test it out: "But, if it's just these things... it doesn't seem strange?"

"These are fine," the rabbi paused subtly, "but I also dreamed of a strange ghost—although it claims to be the patron saint of the Black Order—does this thing really exist in reality? ?”

I:"……"

You may not believe it, but "this thing" is lying on your back right now.

The rabbi was immersed in his own world, and didn't notice my strangeness at all: "And the point is, it also said some strange words..."

Strange, strange words?

"How do you remember the details so clearly?" I quickly interrupted his recollection, "Isn't it usually forgotten after waking up?"

"...I don't know," the rabbi's voice was full of doubts, "maybe it's because you care too much?"

So just don't care!You are so over the ear and never forget, if you still have such a research spirit, you will find something is wrong in a few minutes!

"Speaking of which, it may be my illusion. I always feel that the tone of the patron saint is a bit like Sisi."

...is your illusion!Definitely your illusion!

"Well," I knew that I couldn't sit still like this any longer, and after holding back for a long time, I finally came up with a plausible reason, "Dreams are usually the opposite of reality, right?"

The rabbi was stunned: "You mean, the words I heard in my dream... are all reversed?"

Those words heard in the dream?

Wait, are you saying that I fooled him into being the one he was destined for?

No, that can't be understood the other way around!

In desperation, I had no choice but to make a sharp turn: "...Think about it carefully, although dreams and the like are usually reversed, but the patron saint is not an ordinary existence after all, maybe... Is it really to convey some important message that I entrusted you with a dream...?"

"So, Sisi means..."

"So what I mean is," I immediately stated my position firmly, "it's better to take it seriously."

"Huh? But I haven't said anything yet..."

"It doesn't matter what you say," I continued babbling pretending to be profound, "the important thing is that we must rather believe it or not..."

"Sisi," the rabbi suddenly interrupted me softly, "are you okay? Your heartbeat has suddenly become so fast."

I:"……!"

I decisively...weakened for a second: "It's like this, you may not know it, every time I am anemic, as long as I talk too much, my heartbeat will speed up like now..."

"Then stop talking and rest on my back."

I nodded quickly, but I didn't want to follow this movement, and a strand of hair hanging on the side of my face would slide down the rabbi's neck.

The rabbi's body was slightly stiff, probably feeling a little itchy, and he tilted his neck slightly.

I quickly fished up the strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear.

As a result, before half a minute arrived, it slid down again dishonestly.

I fish again, it slips again;

I fish again, it slips again;

Several times in a row, the skin on the side of Rabbi's neck began to turn red.

I felt itchy just looking at it, so I subconsciously raised my hand and scratched him twice thoughtfully.As a result, I accidentally touched someone's Adam's apple, which made the redness not decrease but increase, spreading all the way, even the tip of the ear was not spared.

Bad thing... Could it be that I was allergic to it?

"...Don't worry, don't worry," the rabbi tilted his head slightly, and although the tips of his ears were still red, he turned to comfort me, "Well, if it doesn't work, why don't you tie it with my hairband first?"

……we can only do this.

I paused, took off the hair tie around his neck, gathered the somewhat messy hair to the right side, and tied it into a low bunch.

After doing all this, I lay down on the rabbi's back again, and tilted my head by the way, trying to see if the allergy on the side of his neck has faded, but without warning, I bumped into the rabbi and looked over Sight.

For a moment, both of us were stunned, and then the rabbi turned his gaze back as if he had been burned by something.

I was stunned for a few seconds, and just about to ask him what's the matter, I saw George running back in a hurry: "What should I do, I can't find Mrs. Li Nali and the others...Mrs. Rabbi, are they really here? ?”

Indeed, before we knew it, we had already circled most of the town, but we still didn't even see half a shadow.

The rabbi pondered for a moment: "There is really no way to deal with them—it seems that we can only use that trick."

"That trick?"

The rabbi nodded solemnly, first supported me to sit against the wall, then did a few warm-up moves on the spot, finally took a deep breath, put his hands to his mouth...to form a trumpet shape.

"Ya-lian-"

"Let's eat--la--"

I:"……"

So the so-called trick is to call a dog!

However, until he reported from burgers, fries and potatoes to glutinous rice balls, mango pudding and tuna fried rice, and from chicken pizza and shrimp soup to pasta, Allen still didn't show up.

"Phew - it can't be done, it can't be done! I can't get angry, anyway, just wait like this first."

The rabbi leaned on his knees and gasped for a while, and then he didn't know what to think, and suddenly looked up at me.

"Wait, since the few of us who fell are fine, then Yu and Xiaoke, will they also..."

"It's possible." I nodded.

The rabbi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he quickly opened his posture again.

"You're a flat knife—"

boom--

The door behind us was kicked open.

While carrying Crowley, who had lost consciousness, Kanda glared at him fiercely: "Who is even! Do you want to fight, you stupid rabbit!"

However, as if the rabbi didn't see his expression, he rushed towards him cheering like a child: "You——"

...but he was overjoyed.

"Tch." It was rare for Kanda not to correct his address.

"You are carrying Xiao Ke? Xiao Ke——"

"He dropped it by himself...Compared to this, what is the situation now?"

"I don't know very well, so I still need to find Allen first—hey, come out quickly, you bean sprouts!"

"Who is the bean sprouts, stupid rabbi!"

I looked up sharply to the sky.

"It's Allen's voice!" The rabbi looked around, "But where did it come from?"

"From the sky...?" Kanda said, "Could it be, that bean sprouts..."

"I told you my name is Allen! Idiot Kanda!" The voice from the sky paused, "Wait, I'll open a door leading here for you now."

Open a door to him?What's the meaning?

As soon as this doubt arose, the door closest to us showed a conspicuous change. The rabbi tentatively pushed it open, and found that there was a pure white room behind the door. inside.

"Sisi, George, Kanda, Rabbi..."

Li Nali's eyes were swollen because she was too worried about us. She ran over stumblingly, first hugged George and me who were walking in the front, and then went to hug Kanda and Rabbi behind.

"Hey! You bastard!" Although Kanda spoke fiercely, he still didn't push her away.

On the contrary, the rabbi froze, almost reflexively removed Li Nali's hand from his neck, and looked at me in panic.

But I have no time for him.

I passed them and looked blankly at every object in this room, only to feel that everything had an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if I was not here for the first time.

But when did I come here?

And... who did you come with?

I subconsciously looked at the master who was crossing his legs.

Master was also staring at me.

He bit half of a cigarette sideways, squinted his eyes slightly, and met my eyes, as if wanting to remind me of something, he called my name.

"Cecilia." He called me by my full name.

--Snapped.

The inexplicable sense of familiarity was like a bubble in an instant, and it would burst when poked, and I suddenly woke up from that trance.

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#There is a kind of cold, the rabbi thinks I am cold#