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

"Inspector?" Li Nali was the first to react, her face suddenly changed, "You are the one in the center..."

The man named Link nodded slightly, paused, and turned to me again: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Cecilia Marian, another disciple of Marshal Kulos, right? I'm sorry, because I and the documents There are some discrepancies in the portraits, and I was not very sure before. But as the relevant personnel of Marshal Kloss Marian and the exorcist Allen Walker, I am afraid that we will have many contacts in the future, and please give me your advice.”

I blinked, turned my head subconsciously, and looked at Allen who was sitting opposite.

Allen immediately stretched out his hand towards the plate in his hand: "Ah, yes, then I will accept it with gratitude."

"Wait, didn't you say that you have been in contact with me many times?" I also expressed my doubts in a timely manner, "Then what about my food—meeting gift?"

Rabbi: "?"

Rabbi: "Hey, I say you two..."

"Do you want it too?" Link turned to me blankly, hesitated for a moment, and then compromised in a straightforward tone, "Well, if Walker has no objection, you can eat this pumpkin pie together."

So petty?Just such a pumpkin pie that looks only 12 inches, whether it is for me or Allen, it is not enough for three people, okay?

"No, I refuse, just a piece of pumpkin pie, also want to tempt me."

"Cersei doesn't like this, what she wants are puffs."

Allen and I answered at the same time.

"Puffs? I don't make many of them," Link showed a thoughtful expression. "The basic flavors I have mastered are cream puff pastry, coffee cheese, matcha red beans, meat floss, ice cream, chocolate..."

"That's not too much?" I opened my eyes wide in surprise, "Wait, you're not the kind who specializes in making desserts in the center, right?"

Rabbi: "..."

"Wait for me, you two," the rabbi finally couldn't stand it any longer, and put his arm on my chest a little higher, not letting me move forward, "Don't worry about eating yet, This guy just said surveillance, surveillance!"

But I didn’t want to stop me, who was eager to try, just now, and Allen’s paw over there touched the pumpkin pie for the second time. The rabbi could only slash at it with a knife in his heart: "Ask before eating, idiot Allen!"

"...Okay," Allen could only sit back reluctantly, and then politely asked, "Then, what is the reason for monitoring me...?"

"About this, it's a long story," Link put the plate with pumpkin pie on the table, "please allow me to prepare it."

Then this person turned around and left quickly, just like he came uninvited, without giving us any time to react.

Allen: "?"

I hesitated for a moment, then turned to them: "Could it be that he wants to get some paperwork to prove that he is not a liar?"

"It's not impossible...but what's the matter?" Rabbi propped his chin with his hands, "He suddenly ran over to talk about surveillance, does Komui know? Wait, the group of people in the center wouldn't Did you just pass him by?"

These words reminded Li Nali that on the way she left the cafeteria in a hurry to find Komyi, she happened to pass by a person who was holding a very tall stack of papers, so tall that it blocked her face.

I just had some kind of subtle premonition on my side, and I saw "that stack of papers" walking towards us steadily.

Really Link.

"—The so-called "No. 14" actually refers to the Noah who has been wiped out of existence by the Noah family." He sat down in his seat, and before Allen could speak, he started the small lecture with a businesslike face, "Because the real name is unknown, and among the Noah family that should have been 13 people, it is the 14th The identity of the human being was born, so it is commonly known as "No. 14."

Allen: "?"

Allen: "Wait, please wait a moment, didn't you want to talk about monitoring me? Why did you mention this all of a sudden... What is this "No. 14"?"

"Alan Walker," Link heard, looking over with a rather surprised expression, "The room you use to operate the ark is owned by "No. 14"—don't tell me you don't even know that. "

"I really...don't know..."

Leaving aside the sparks of friction between them, I only know that the moment Link mentioned the owner of the white room, Rabbi's muscles immediately tensed up.He was lazily lying on his side on the table, propping his chin with his hands, but when he heard the words, he sat up straight calmly, as if he wanted to lean forward to listen carefully, and leaned towards me, but he didn't know Whether it was intentional or not, the shoulders directly overlapped mine.

At Jerry's suggestion, the heating has been turned on in the cafeteria since the day before yesterday, so I took off my coat when I was eating, and now I am only wearing a single shirt.The heat that cannot be ignored is transmitted continuously through the thin fabric, and I can even feel the slightly tense muscles under his clothes.

So he is... nervous?

I hesitated for a while, then groped under the table to find his hand, patted it, and motioned him not to be afraid.

But I didn't want the rabbi to look at me, he directly pulled out his hand, touched the back of my hand repeatedly, and firmly pressed my hand to his thigh.

I:"?"

No, it's like touching someone's thigh. It's rare for me to feel embarrassed to take advantage of this, and I twitched almost reflexively—huh?Didn't take it out?

I pulled it out again, but it still didn't come out.

It seemed that he was really nervous, I sighed, in order to make him feel at ease, I had no choice but to let it go.

"So you said you wanted to spy on me," Allen over there was already asking, and in the middle of the question, he didn't forget to pick up a piece of pumpkin pie and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and continuing inarticulately, "It's because of that What is No. 14?"

"This is the judgment of the chief," Link replied sternly like a soulless robot, "Allen Walker, because of your series of actions, the central government now believes that both you and Marshal Kulos are the heirs of the first Noah Noah’s will on the 14th, and has grounds to suspect your intention to break into the church—as for Cecilia Marian, as a related person, the church is also suspicious of you now.”

...So I'm really afraid of something. Obviously the rabbi just reminded me the day before yesterday that we will be taken over by a pot today.

"Of course, Walker, if you can answer these questions, there is a certain chance that the monitoring will be canceled based on your answers." Link changed the subject and pushed the large stack of papers directly in front of Allen, "Because the question It's all in writing, so please be sure to finish it all by tomorrow morning."

Only then did we notice that the original stack was full of survey questionnaires.

"Hey—all of these?" The rabbi opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Allen wiped his hands with the paper towels provided by the cafeteria, roughly pulled them, and his whole body suddenly became ill: "How much... is there?"

"...It's densely packed," the rabbi stood up, glanced at the top questionnaire, and after sitting back, he touched down for the first time, and found that I had already put my hand back, paused, and went down very naturally. Lie down on the table, looked at Allen sympathetically with his face up, "Can it really be done in one night?"

Allen smiled: "Probably someone will die."

This is also... too miserable.

I also took a sneak peek, gloated at the same time, just stretched out my hand, ready to pat Allen on the shoulder to comfort him, when Link took out 1/5 of the questionnaire from the pile of questionnaires In hand.

I:"?"

"Of course, Cecilia Marian, I also need you to answer a few questions."

How many do you call this?Look at my hand that was pressed down on the table in an instant, how many "s" do you have the nerve to call this?

"Don't worry, the paper and pens are already prepared for you," Link obviously misunderstood my expression, and took out two expensive pens from his breast pocket, "Here .”

"—Wait, that's not the problem!" The rabbi directly held down the hand that I reflexively accepted, and forgot to hide it for a while, the deliberate ease on his face faded away, and his tone was full of embarrassment. Vigilant, "Why would Sisi?"

"That's right," Allen also asked, "Didn't you say that Sisi is only related to me and Master?"

No, the reaction of the two of you is so strong... It makes me think that I am the kind of person who will show his feet as soon as he opens his mouth, and is particularly mentally retarded...

I'm also good at pretending, right?Have some confidence in me, please?

"It is precisely because Marian is the relevant person of the two of you and the most likely insider, it is even more necessary to conduct some necessary questions and answers about her." Link replied naturally, paused, and suddenly stared at the woman suspiciously. Allen, "But Walker, why do you look so nervous? Could it be that Marian really knows something, and you are worried that she will be exposed?"

Allen choked at the words.

"How, how is it possible, there's nothing to reveal about this," he scratched his face reflexively, and his eyes unconsciously drifted away, "Ceci, she was originally..."

My boy!At this time, stop showing this classic expression of lying!

"-Good eyesight, since this is the case, I will not hide it from you." The matter has come to this point, I feel that if I don't come to the rescue, I am afraid that I will be directly judged, "Yes, Allen really You're worried about me."

Link immediately looked "I've guessed it", and turned to me reservedly and proudly.

"However, this worry may be a little bit worse than what you imagined—it's like this. You may not know me well when we meet for the first time. In fact, I am very timid, and I tend to get nervous when I meet strangers. Not to mention this kind of occasion where I was directly questioned as a suspect, to be honest, I can persist until now without being frightened and fainted, which is already very, very, very commendable."

Allen: "..."

Rabbi: "..."

I remained calm on the surface, and gave them a kick under the table.

I have worked so hard, so don't hold me back, two big brothers!

"Are you timid?" Link frowned, "From your performance just now, it doesn't seem like that?"

Of course not.

Me: "This is your fault, inspector. How can you only look at someone's appearance? Yes, that's right, I may look calm on the surface, but in fact I'm already so nervous that I'm sweating all over my body." ——What? Ask me to prove myself? How do I prove this? You can’t just take off your clothes right here? Well, let’s round it up and show you my sweaty hands.”

I took a deep breath, and without any guilt, I stretched out the hand that I secretly sprinkled some water on with the water bottle under the chair while they were all paying attention to the questionnaire.

Link: "Um..."

The man was actually watching my hand carefully.

Unfortunately, he only watched it for three or four seconds, and the rabbi grabbed my hand and took it back.I looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he took out a few paper towels quite naturally, and carefully wiped my wet palms.

"Well, that's it anyway," he didn't seem very happy, and once again put on the loose and alienated smile before we got acquainted, "I said, Mr. Inspector, don't look at us Sisi. This appearance, in fact, she is a very serious person, just like now, please don't stare at her like this, she will really faint. "

"...That's right, that's it." Allen followed the rhythm a little slower, and echoed in a serious manner, "Ceci will really faint."

I:"……"

No, your cover is a bit too much, right?I have repeatedly emphasized that if this Howard Link really wants to verify it, do you want me to perform a live fainting for him?

Um?Wait, it seems that it is not impossible... I can just pour it on the rabbi?

Too bad Link wasn't that perverted.

It may be that the fairly unanimous testimony of the three people—of course, the most important thing is my superb acting skills—had some effect. Anyway, he finally dispelled his doubts about Allen's actions just now.

Judging from Link's original plan, he probably wanted us to complete the questionnaire directly in the cafeteria, but he didn't want to stay for a while, and Jerry led a group of chefs to surround him with pots, pans and pans— —

"Is it someone from the Central Committee? Why are you with Alian and the others?"

"I think I've seen this guy—ah! Isn't he the guy who's been following Ruberier's ass all this time?"

"So what happened? What happened?"

"Rabbi and Sisi are here too."

"Hey, I said the watchdog of the central government, what is the business of our exorcist?"

In the end, Link couldn't bear it anymore and had to ask us to follow him to the library.

"Then I'll go too, you're very interested in your questionnaire," the rabbi got up slowly, eager to catch up from behind, "I'll go too, it should be okay, right?"

"No." Link refused, "Let's go, Walker, Marian."

Rabbi: "..."

"Don't be so stubborn." The rabbi completely ignored his words, took the stack of questionnaires in my hand, and walked beside me, "Take me one--besides, my old man is not the same as the teacher. The high-level regiment has agreed that any occasion worth recording is eligible to stay, you can't refuse this."

"Scholar, you bastard..."

"Give it up," Allen sighed sincerely, "Once the rabbi becomes curious about something, no one can stop him."

"...that's why you exorcists—wait, Walker! Where are you going!"

Before we, who were a little behind, could react, we found that Allen, who was walking in the front, had already turned to another intersection with a thick stack of questionnaires in his arms.

After a pause, he realized that the room in front of him was the master's room, so he went straight to it.

"Hey, Walker! Don't go!"

"I don't know if Master is here." Allen turned a blind eye and pushed the door open with his back. "Since the meeting is over, Master should be back, right?"

...Yes, he guessed right, Master has indeed returned.

Not only did he come back, but he was also lazily leaning on the sofa, complaining to the indifferent Marshal Claude that the wine bought by the guards was too bad.

I:"……"

I want to take back the previous sentence "It's not bad for Master to be taken down by Miss Anita for the rest of his life".

Poor Miss Anita, rather than waiting for the scene where the prodigal son returns, you should hurry up and get your eyes fixed.

"Really, you bastard master, don't you forget what you promised me before? Tell me quickly..."

I also wanted to go in and talk to Master, but before I could step out, I saw Allen inside was kicked out by two strange guards in the room.

Only then did we know that from the moment the meeting ended yesterday, Master has been isolated, especially to prevent him from contacting Allen.In Link's words, it is to prevent us from colluding.

Allen: "...I can't confess anything at all, okay?"

Link snorted, apparently in complete disbelief.

"However... I always feel that this scene is a bit familiar. It seems that I have been regarded as a suspect like this before." Yesterday's rain has been pattering until now, and Allen looked at his own reflection on the window under the gloomy sky, with a look on his face. Suspicious life, "So why do I keep encountering this kind of thing, is it cursed?"

"Cheer up—" Rabbi patted his shoulder with his free hand, "Think about it, at least you have Sisi and I with you now."

I also solemnly followed suit: "Share the blessings, share the hardships, and die together."

"...But I don't want to die with you, okay?"

"It's okay, anyway, I'm just talking clichés to comfort you."

"So you really should give up comforting people, Sisi!"

"Hmph, I don't think Marian is wrong," Link said with a straight face, "If it proves that you really have a relationship with Noah, then wait to go to the dungeon together."

"Let me say this first," Allen took a deep breath and turned to him with a serious face, "No matter how you investigate, I have not betrayed or I have not betrayed, I have no intention of joining the religious order, and I told you That No. 14 doesn't know anything, and you're just wasting your time like this."

"You can't say for sure?" Link confronted, "Didn't you prove your relationship with No. 14 with your actions? Otherwise, how would you know the melody to start that ark?"

...With all due respect, I actually know this too.

"I really thought about this, and then I really thought of it," Allen looked at me abruptly, "I should have thought of Ceci's words, right? It must be that one, that one, it can't be wrong."

"Ah," I suddenly realized, "you mean, it's the one—"

Allen nodded bitterly.

"Walker, Marian," Link was even more dissatisfied now, "What kind of charades are you playing?"

The rabbi also looked at Allen suspiciously, and then at me: "Which one is that?"

"It's the coffin of the Holy Mother of the bastard master." Allen twitched the corner of his mouth, "I think the reason why it became like this must be that the master used the ability of the coffin of the Holy Mother to give me a similar Hypnotic suggestion."

I was in charge of the translation: "It was when Allen was sleeping, I summoned the coffin of the Holy Mother and said to him, "Idiot apprentices can play the piano" and "Idiot apprentices can sing" and so on."

"No way," Rabbi said in disbelief, "Can you still play like this?"

Me: "You may not believe me, but my master did have a criminal record."

"Take a step back, even if this is the reason," Link interjected abruptly, "but how do you explain the score in the mouth of that puppet?"

The score in the mouth of the puppet?

I turned to Allen suspiciously, and saw that he was obviously taken aback, his expression almost frozen for a few seconds.

Link paused, motioning for the rabbi and me to go first.

But I didn't move, I just stared at Allen, Allen turned his head to the side, looked at me, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

After walking a certain distance, I couldn't help it, and looked back, just in time to see Link with his back to us, shaking a piece of paper in front of Allen.

Because Link is a little taller, with him in the way, I couldn't see Allen's expression at the moment, so I had to look back secretly.

But... I always think it's time to think about what to do if the religious group really believes that Master and Allen are related to Noah.

·

"—Wait, what are these?" The rabbi dragged a chair to me, and while holding the stack of questionnaires in front of me with his hands, he read out aloud, "Please answer What is the most common sleep talk of Ross Marian? Please list the type of women that Kuros Marian is most often associated with? Please use [-] words to summarize the unknown eccentricity of Kuros Marian? What is it all about? , are the top leaders of the religious order joking?"

"Probably I want to find the truth from the details," I said with a numb face, "Don't worry, this kind of level is completely trivial to me. Those lovers of Master asked much deeper than this."

"Did people often ask Sisi about the marshal before?"

"Conservatively, I will be asked at least seven or eight times a month."

"Wow - so many?"

"That's too much? Are you underestimating the charisma of Kuros Marian?"

I paused, and suddenly lowered my voice without warning.

"Besides, not everyone is as gentle as Miss Anita. I remember one time, when I was 11 years old, a big man with a rather indescribable personality fell in love with Master, but at that time the position next to Master There are already people, so that big man tied me back as Master's most beloved daughter, trying to use this to threaten Master to break up, and turned to her embrace."

"What, this is too messy! Then Ceci, have you..." Maybe he also realized that his worry seemed to come a little too late, the rabbi subtly stuck in his shell, and then continued to ask, "Then, what happened next? Did Marshal Kullos give in? Did the two ladies fight?"

"No, and they have become good sisters who are life and death friends."

"what--?"

"So," I emphasized again in a subtly tone, "Don't underestimate anything, and don't underestimate the charm of Kolos Marian's omnipotent charm on women."

"Marshal Kuros is too...too powerful? I always feel that in various senses..."

"But it's good to worship in private," I realized something, and quickly reminded him, "You must, please, don't follow suit, this is too scumbag."

"Really, what are you thinking about all day long, I won't learn this kind of thing, okay—wait, you should be worried, Ceci! The marshal is at the headquarters now, you said this behind his back Is it really okay to talk?"

Of course there is a problem. Judging from my countless experiences in the past, the master will not necessarily pop up from any corner and hit me or Allen on the head when he talks like this.

So I ended the topic decisively and wittily, turned my attention back to the questionnaire in front of me, and started to answer with a swipe of my pen.

"Please answer what Culos Marian likes to do most after getting up every day?" The rabbi came up and looked at the answer I wrote curiously. Wait, wait a minute, Quanquan|naked?"

"Yeah," I tilted my head for no reason, because I was too close, my lips almost brushed the tip of his nose, and I was so scared that I quickly stepped back, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with this? Why, why would Sisi know about such a thing?" The rabbi's horrified expression contained something else. before……"

Is full|naked something so scary?Why is the voice shaking?

"Of course it was Allen who told me." I was also a little confused, "Aren't all men like this...why do you react so strongly?"

"Yu, so it's Allen..." Rabbi breathed out suddenly, paused, touched his nose in embarrassment, and laughed dryly, "No, I'm just... that... suddenly scared Jump……"

"...Okay, write quickly."

I blinked, and just about to say something, I found that the rabbi suddenly got up and walked behind me, and turned my head straight.

"Otherwise you won't be able to sleep tonight."

I subconsciously wanted to look back at him, but he held my face firmly from behind, so I had no choice but to continue answering the questions honestly.

In this way, when I almost finished a third of it, Allen and Link finally walked in one after another.

I observed quietly, and found that Allen's face was quite normal, not good, but not too bad—no, to be precise, it should be that no matter what kind of conversation they had just now, Allen All have been adjusted.

After Link put the stack of papers in his hand on the other side of the table, he came over to check on my progress: "Good job, Marian, it seems that your job should be finished soon. "

"By the way, Link," Allen had already sat across the long table, rubbed his arms as if he was very cold, and discussed with him, "I just wanted to say, can you stop shouting like this? Is it Sisi's last name? Sometimes I can't react and think I'm calling Master, and I get goosebumps all over my body when I hear it."

I said why I always felt that there was something wrong from the beginning, so it was because of this!

"But if you don't call it by your surname," Link was obviously taken aback, "what should you call it?"

"Call me my name." I don't know how many hundreds of times I am correcting someone's address to me, "You can just call me Ceci."

Link's expression was blank for a few seconds, probably because he had never called an unfamiliar person's name directly. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a minute, and then gave it a very difficult try: "Stop, plug..."

"Sisi..."

"Yes, that's it."

"—Lea Marion."

Why are you obsessive-compulsive?Not only the full name was continued, but also the last name was added?

Me: "...Really, it's all about suspicion and being suspected. What's the full name? Just call it Sisi."

Link nodded: "Okay, Ceci... Leah."

I:"……"

This is the second time I have met someone who is so stubborn and called me by my full name. Is this stubbornness comparable to that of Kanda?

"Well, don't waste time on titles." The rabbi stopped me who was about to say something, and stood between me and Link, "Anyway, as long as you don't call your last name, I think it's called Se Celia is fine too."

Although it is not the same as my past habits, since he has spoken, the question of address has been settled in this way.

Link ignored the two of us, walked directly across the long table, and began to formally perform his duties.

And then it became -

"Wo, Walker! You, you, what the hell are you talking about!"

"It's really impolite Link to say that someone else wrote Gou Crawling!"

"But you are too... the marshal doesn't care!"

"I want to know how a devil like Master would let me go to school!"

"But, but—even Cecilia can write better than you?"

no, what do you mean?How are you saying it like I'm the bottom line?

"...After all, he is a person sent by the central government to monitor, so there is no need to make him call so intimately."

I was just about to go over and make a good rebuttal when the rabbi suddenly drew my attention back.

It took me two seconds to realize that he was talking about what he called just now. I looked sideways, but found that he didn't look at me, but stretched his big hand while looking at the two noisy people over there. Laziness, as if the sentence just now was just a casual remark.

In fact, I didn't think it was very close, because since I was a child, among the people I knew, except for Kanda, there was one person who called me that.

But since he doesn't like--

"Since the rabbi doesn't like it, let him call him by his full name." I replied indifferently.

And after returning from the ark this time, I always feel that my eccentricity has improved a lot. As long as he, Allen and Master don't call me that, other people... don't care.

"...Is it because I don't like it that Sisi...?"

But I didn't want the rabbi to be stunned, and subconsciously looked sideways at me, as if he didn't expect me to say that, his lips moved, and he suddenly asked such an endless question.

"Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously.

"...Ah, it's nothing, don't worry, don't worry."

The rabbi laughed, paused, raised his hand as if he couldn't help it, put it on the top of my hair familiarly, and rubbed it lightly.

I:"……"

Why are you still addicted to touch?

I didn't realize it just now, but when I thought of the same gesture he used to touch Meiling's head before, it felt like a basin of cold water was pouring down. I almost subconsciously turned my head and avoided it unhappy.

The rabbi didn't seem to expect me to hide at all, forgot to react for a while, and just kept the posture of stretching his hands in mid-air, and stood there in astonishment, looking a little pitiful.

For some reason, I subtly had the illusion that I had done something heinous.

This also led to our stalemate for less than three seconds, and I turned my head back blankly and unchanged, and by the way, I grabbed his hand and pressed it to my own head.

Seeing him sluggishly not moving, she took the initiative to rub his head against his palm.

Really, as for showing this... as if he was hurt.

Isn't it just a pat on the head? If he wants to touch it, let him do it.

Who made me... like him.

The author has something to say:

Sisi (sigh): "Look at how much I accommodated him, I really paid so much (such as hairstyle) for this relationship."

Allen (the corner of his mouth twitches): "...What kind of misunderstanding is this?"

This number of words is really killing me, I urgently need comments to supplement HP, give me comments (qiruoyousi

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