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

Then Baba immediately used his three-step-one-jump running method that he could hear just by hearing it, and ran to inform Martha, "He won the bet about who will have a baby between Allen and Sisi"——no ,etc!Didn't give birth okay!Do not use the perfect tense! - This is good news.

"Then, Na Sisi, shall I go out and wait for you first?"

The rabbi who couldn't stop him got up from the ground, came over and carefully poked me through the blanket, seeing my puffy face and dissatisfied popping out his head, he sat up slowly again, revealing the disheveled part of his clothes, and opened his eyes for a long time Mouth, he only choked out such a sentence in a panic.

Then he hurriedly walked to the door as if being chased by something, but he still didn't open the door after he passed by, and inexplicably stuck at the door for more than ten seconds, then suddenly turned around and ran back to me, with a hesitant expression on his face ;Then took a deep breath, walked over again, and then came back again. After tossing and going back and forth three times, I finally couldn't help it, and leaned over and hugged me who was still sitting on the bed.

"No, I still want to..."

This person hesitated for a long time where to put his mouth, and finally he kissed me on the cheek, and then he ran away satisfied and fulfilled his wish.

I:"……"

After the meal, the rabbi, who had almost recovered completely, knelt in the Toyo posture, put his palms together in front of his forehead, and formally apologized to me for his almost out-of-control behavior in the morning. He also said that as compensation, he could be ordered to do anything today. thing.

Although I thought about it for a long time, I couldn't think of any difference between this and our usual way of getting along, but since he said so, am I the kind of person who will spoil the fun?of course not!

So I immediately cleared my throat, and took the opportunity to make a small request that had been buried in my heart for a long time: "Then... can I comb my hair?"

That's right, combing your hair.

In fact, since I became smaller that time, I have been secretly wanting the rabbi to help me comb my hair again, but because I have become bigger and my hands-on ability has recovered, I have never been embarrassed to mention it again.

But the first priority right now is to take a good shower first.

I rushed into the bathroom at the speed of light, scrubbed and washed my hair several times carefully, and dried it thoroughly. Then I loosened my hair boldly, ran to sit on a chair happily, and waited obediently for the rabbi to go take a comb.

It's just that for some reason, at the beginning, he used the comb to comb the table normally, but then ran to the bed inexplicably.It turned into me lying on my side on the bed, pillowing his leg, and the rabbi used his finger as a comb, just like smoothing the hair of a small animal, inserted|inserted into my hair, and carefully combed my hair.

But the feeling was the same as the previous one, it was slightly itchy, I hummed in comfort, and couldn't help rubbing against his leg several times.But the good times didn't last long, and the rabbi stopped combing after a while.As soon as I turned my head and looked at him accusingly, I was helped to sit up by him for some unknown reason, and then I was picked up and placed on his lap.

I:"……"

I immediately became unhappy: "I haven't finished combing yet..."

"Kiss..." The rabbi buried me in the crook of my neck like a large animal coquettishly, "Kiss before combing..."

The next development can be imagined - but is it a moment!Although it is true that he continued to comb after kissing, he has kissed this person for a long time!

And I didn't concentrate when combing. While hugging me and smoothing my hair, I also looked at the photo frames on the table.

"Speaking of which, they belong to the marshal and Allen—how old is Allen at this time, is he ten years old?"

"It probably hasn't arrived yet," I can't remember clearly, "It seemed that I was leaving here soon, so Baba said he wanted to take some photos as a souvenir."

"As a souvenir? But there's no Sisi on it—by the way, I remember Allen mentioned before that Sisi has a camera phobia?"

"It's not fear? I don't know how to say it, but... I don't like it very much, but these few photos are still in the picture."

Rabbi: "..."

"If you mean a little lock of hair here, a piece of clothing here, a third of a shoelace here...and half of a pinky finger here," the rabbi was dumbfounded, "what kind of appearance is this. "

Their family... is actually a microscopic genius, right?Can you see all this?

I was about to refute, but suddenly noticed something, and immediately scratched his waist in dissatisfaction, complaining, "Don't stop combing your hair!"

In this way, we lived in Martha's place for three days, eating and drinking, until the last day of the deadline, before we dillydally prepared to go back.

But before leaving, the rabbi found his big flower cushions all over the room as expected.

"...Ah, I remembered, I sat outside on a cushion for a while," I waited for a few minutes before hesitatingly approached, "It got dirty accidentally, it's a pity, this It seems that there is no way to wrap it on the hammer handle..."

"Is this the mat that Sisi and Mr. are looking for?" Before I could finish my sentence, I saw Baba running over from the yard waving a familiar pattern as if asking for credit, "Is it this? I washed it!"

I:"……"

Me: "Well, if you just washed it, it's still wet, so maybe you can't wrap it..."

"No, no, it was washed before," Baba continued to claim credit, "It's completely dried now!"

I:"……"

I took a deep breath, and then solemnly proposed to use finger-guessing to decide whether to go back with a hammer or a train, and vowed that I would absolutely obey the result, and whoever cheated would be a puppy.

One minute later, I lost two out of three rounds and three out of five rounds: "..."

"...I don't!" I immediately threw myself on the rabbi, slamming my head on his chest, "I don't, I'm going to take the train! Woah!"

I also know that I must have listened to me in the end. I successfully exchanged an active kiss for the opportunity to take the train. I bid farewell to Masa and Baba with the joy of victory. I found that there seemed to be something wrong-but forget it, as long as I don't sit on that big flower cushion and fly all over the sky, I will be content.

Because the leather cushions on the train were too comfortable, and I had a nightmare the night before and didn’t sleep well, I dozed off little by little after sitting for a while.

But I haven’t slept too much, basically I’m half asleep and half awake. Just a second before I knocked my forehead on the window frame, I opened my eyes in a daze with some kind of premonition, but before I could move, I realized that In time, a hand was placed between my head and the window frame.

For some reason, I subconsciously closed my eyes again, and then I felt myself being gently lifted back to my original position. After a pause, I was taken in the opposite direction and rested on the shoulder of the person next to me. .

I just leaned on the rabbi's shoulder and fell asleep for an unknown period of time. I only remembered that I had a dream in a trance. When I opened my eyes, I didn't know when and where I was for a few seconds. He looked out the window of the train.

Today's weather is a bit cloudy, and the sun is like a distant and small ball of light in the gray-yellow sky, casting a bleak and powerless light in the oppressive and somewhat stuffy air.

"Cersi...?" There was a slight tremor on the shoulder with his face pressed against it, and the rabbi seemed to turn his head sideways, "Are you awake?"

I just sat up slowly, looked at him and blinked.

"What's the matter?" The rabbi held my face, pinched it a little, then quickly blew and rubbed it, "Are you sleepy?"

"Rabbi," I suddenly asked him slowly, "what do you think about the fact that people will die?"

The rabbi paused for rubbing my cheek.

"...Isn't that normal?" Then he replied quite naturally, poking my face with his fingertips while answering, "It's something that everyone will experience, and it's also an integral part of life."

...That's right, he probably has experienced the most deaths among all of us, and he should have been used to it for a long time.

"What about me?" Because I was just waking up, my mind was still a little stiff, I hardly thought about it, I just wanted to ask this question, "What if I died?"

If it's not someone else, is it me?

"...Did you have some kind of nightmare?" The rabbi was obviously taken aback for a moment, then paused for a moment before answering the question.

I nodded very naturally.

"So did you dream about death? Don't be afraid, it's not just Sisi, me, the old man Panda, Allen, and everyone in the church, we will all die someday in the future—but it will be a long, long time later It's too early to worry about it, Sisi."

No, you don't have to be so confident.

Although I don't intend to let Black Claw take out my heart honestly, if I don't dodge it, maybe I will die with a hush very soon.

But I definitely can't say these words, I groaned for a while, but I couldn't hold it back, and asked again: "Then if I really die, will you remember me?"

The rabbi couldn't help but suffocate his breath this time, and then he grabbed my face vigorously and began to pull it on both sides.

"I said it was a long time ago..."

"Just... just assume it." But I still stubbornly want a result.

"...Of course I will remember, why don't I remember." The rabbi obviously didn't want to assume this kind of question, but he was so entangled by me that he couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to follow my answer.

"That's what you said," I turned around and simply knelt on the bench on the train to hug his neck, then put my chin on his shoulder and rubbed against his face Ceng, "Of course I mean just in case, in case it really happens, you must remember me...you must remember me, but it doesn't need to be too much, just remember for a few years...just remember for a year."

"No, wait! No, no, no, no... One year is really too little, three years?"

"Really, what have you been thinking about with your head all day..." The rabbi hugged me tightly and rubbed my head dissatisfied.

"...Actually, Baba taught me that acting like a baby is the best way - so do you think I'm very cute right now?"

"...Don't say this kind of adjective yourself."

·

When the rabbi and I made our way back to St. Helens, Allen and Link had been waiting for us all afternoon.

"I heard from Shuweng that you went to Liverpool?" Allen turned to me. "Are you going to see Martha and Baba? How are they? Are you all right?"

"It's always the same," I added after a pause, "but Baba keeps saying you're just fine."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Say you brought a bride-to-be with you the last time you went back—" the rabbi teased him, leaning on his arms.

"Bride-to-be? What, that's Li Nali, you two really don't know."

While we were talking like this, we entered the small church where we came before, and after writing down our own eight-digit numbers in the palm of the abbot of the local monastery, we returned to the headquarters smoothly through the ark.

Everything in the headquarters is now fully on track.

Because the science class suffered heavy losses in the previous LV.4 attack, many scientific researchers have been transferred from various branches. During the journey from the basement where the Ark Gate was parked to the command room of Komui, we encountered many people along the way. A face.

Even beside Komyi, there was an extra cold-faced secretary with curly hair.

I didn't care about these new changes. After reporting, I went back to my room to rest.Then in the evening, I went to the cafeteria with the rabbi and Allen, and began to feast.

"Let me tell you, Allen," the rabbi asked as if he remembered something while feeding me, "Is the double mole gone?"

Allen and I, who were eating happily, realized that at some point, there was a big living person missing beside us.

"That's right," Allen said while chewing the spicy spring rolls with puffed cheeks, looked around for a few times, and echoed vaguely, "Where's Link?"

However, Link didn't wait for us, but a dozen or so people dressed in strange costumes, who were hidden from head to toe in a red robe, waited for us.

"You are..." Allen frowned. We had just left the cafeteria after eating and drinking, when we were blocked by these people.

"It's the "crow" in the middle." The rabbi quickly exchanged a glance with him, and at the same time, he took a step diagonally, and stood in front of me calmly.

"The "crow"? Ah, is that the one Link mentioned before?" Allen was a little surprised, but before we could react, the "crows" separated from them—someone walked behind them with their hands behind their backs out.

"Finally back—Alan Walker."

Still an acquaintance.

It's Rubellier.

·

According to Rubelier, because the master proposed an exchange, the central government specially arranged a meeting between the three of us, the master and the disciple.

But since our suspicion has not been resolved, this meeting must be conducted under the full monitoring of the central government. Not only that, in order to avoid accidents, Allen and I have to take some necessary protective measures.

"Although it may be a little heavy, don't worry," Rubelier sat on the luxurious seat beside him, picked up the teacup leisurely and blew, and took a sip of the freshly brewed black tea amidst the hot steam. "These spells are just to seal your holiness, and they are harmless to your body."

"...Sir, I think there may be something wrong with your perception." If you ignore Allen's left hand, which is so wrapped up in spells that you can hardly lift it, and the tone of gnashing of teeth, the expression on his face The smile is quite kind, "Is this heavy enough to be "a little"?"

"Be content," I, who was wrapped in a robe covered in spells and had a sticker on my forehead, looked like a zombie, took the words without love, "Look Look at me."

Allen: "..."

Well, Allen's expression immediately became balanced.

On the other hand, the rabbi's brows were tightly knit together and did not loosen.

Since Rubelier proposed to put on that robe for me, if I hadn't kept shaking hands with him and the bookman was standing by, he would have rushed forward to stop it.

Fortunately, before Allen and I followed the faceless "crows" out of the room completely, Shuweng finally said: "Go and watch them."

The rabbi froze for a moment, then turned to him subconsciously.

Shuweng added in a low voice: "Don't forget your identity."

Only then did the rabbi come to his senses, and immediately pulled off his headband and scarf, took off his regimental jacket and threw it on the sofa aside, while stretching out his sleeves to put on a black windbreaker and a hood, he quickly chased after him. come up.

From the time I heard Shuweng say that, I kept turning my head back frequently, kept aiming at him, and almost tripped and fell several times because I couldn't walk well.

"Keep an eye on the front." After catching up, the rabbi slowed down and walked beside me, paused, and whispered a word of reassurance, "Don't be afraid."

I suddenly stabilized.

Just calm down and look again, the current scene is really weird - a group of people in strange clothes surrounded us without saying a word, and the two people walking in the front were holding three burning incense sticks in their hands. Wisps of white smoke floated from the front as they walked. My mouth and nose were covered in the robe, and I could smell that special smell. Everything was indescribably weird.

It's almost like... walking on some ancient sacrificial road.

No, what we should think about now is—why on earth did Master propose to meet us at this time?

Is there anything you want to tell me and Allen?

What will it be……?

After walking like this for a while, the "crow" in front led us to a door covered with spells.

"Marshal Kloss Marian," he turned around, seeming to deliberately change his voice, and just said, "It's just behind this door."

Hearing this, I took a deep breath. After such a long time, I had so many doubts. Now... I am finally going to see Master.

But just as he was about to go in, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and another "crow" in the same attire walked out first.

"The situation has changed," he told us, "and the Marshal said that Allen Walker was the only one to be seen, and the rest of the crowd would not say a word until they were there."

"The rest of the idlers mean..."

Ya, who was the watcher, Allen, who was directly named, and the rabbi, who came to record as a scholar, looked at me in unison after two seconds of silence.

—meaning me.

I:"……?"

No, what does this mean?Wasn't he the one who proposed to meet first?I changed my clothes and walked all the way with a heavy load, but it disappeared after I said I couldn’t see it?

I don't agree!Don't play like this!

But no matter how dissatisfied, I was still locked out of the door aggrieved, and after walking a long distance with the staff, I was released from these restraints on my body.

Of course I was not allowed to go back to the office where Ruberlier and Comui were, but I didn't want to go back just like that, so I found a small corner in the corridor near that room, leaned against the wall, and prepared to wait for them come out.

Because it was cloudy outside and it was still raining, the sky looked even more gloomy against the warm yellow wall lamps.

At first, it was just a drizzle like smoke and mist, and then it gradually began to patter, and it was blown obliquely on the window like a thread, making a crackling sound.The night was getting darker, looking through the window, the large area in the courtyard was covered with dark tree shadows.

Speaking of which, it seems to rain a lot here...

However, I don't know what kind of whispers Master is talking to Allen... Well, the room is full of people, what kind of whispers.

My train of thought suddenly crooked.

If this was in the past, no matter how many times they communicated in private, I would not be half interested in it.

But now, he began to think about how to get out the content of their conversation.

If I ask Allen, will he tell me?

What about the rabbi...?

I don’t know how long it took, and when I was woken up by the rabbi, I realized that I was waiting and waiting, and I fell asleep sitting on the ground against the wall.

... so cold.

It was so cold that I felt a little uncomfortable, I almost subconsciously snuggled up to it, buried in the rabbi's chest and arched pitifully.

"Really, why did you sleep in a place like this..." The rabbi immediately took off his black windbreaker, wrapped me tightly, put on the hood, and then hugged me horizontally.

I leaned against his chest in a daze, and called him, "Rabbi."

"Hey, let's go back to the room and sleep again."

So I just kept silent obediently and obediently. The night seemed to be very deep, and the rabbi carried me all the way back without meeting anyone.

In order not to interrupt my drowsiness, after entering the room, he deliberately did not turn on the light, and only carried me to the bed by the moonlight, fumbled to take off the outer two layers of clothes, then pushed down the quilt and touched my head .

"Go to sleep."

I was so sleepy that I forgot to invite him to come with me, I just grasped his index finger reflexively, not wanting to let him go.

The rabbi didn't speak any more, just sat down beside my bed amidst the sound of wind and rain outside the window.

Then he raised his other hand and brushed my hair gently, just as before.

I was so comfortable that I couldn't keep my eyes open. It wasn't until the second before I fell into a dream that I seemed to have forgotten to ask him about Master.

... Forget it, I will try to find a way tomorrow to see if I can meet the master.

I thought drowsily.

It's not a bad day anyway.

At this time, I really thought that—no matter what... this day is not bad.

The author has something to say:

·I——Super—Sweet——

·This chapter really buried a lot of sugar, I hope it can be found out (probe

·By the way, this chapter of Sisi unlocks a new hobby. Combing hair is really super comfortable, even if the rabbi combs it, he will make trouble.

·And the rabbi really went to find the big flowered cushion, but Sisi escaped unharmed this time - but the caring Baba is too annoying!

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