[Saint Seiya] The goddess of fine points wants revolution

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Nasha stopped scratching her head and turned to look at Aaron, only to realize that she had wasted a lot of time.

In the end, she gave up fighting with the clothes and said to herself, "Aaron, choose yourself, which one do you want to wear?"

Aaron looked at the several colors spread out on the bed, and twitched again.

Nasha thought that Aaron was dissatisfied, "What's wrong?" Before Aaron could speak, Nasha muttered, "Do you really only like black?"

Aaron was about to say no, but he heard what Nasha said later.

Nasha stared at him for a long time without blinking, and finally left a sentence of unknown meaning.

"Aaron, you are really suitable for black. However, you are also the least suitable for black."

"Nasa, are you talking about tongue twisters?"

Aaron's head was full of black lines, so he didn't see that Nasha's hands were already on his shoulders.

The purple eyes flashed, and Nasha put her hands on Aaron's neck silently.

Looking at Aaron, Nasha's eyes flickered.

"Sister Nasha?"

For some reason, looking at Nasha who was suddenly silent, Aaron had an ominous premonition.

As if to make sure of something, Nasha whispered, "I'm sorry."

"What?! Mmm..."

What I want to say, I can't say because of the painful feeling.

Nasha tightly strangled Aaron's neck, her eyes were cold.

As long as you work harder, everything will be over, right?

The strength in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, no matter how Aaron struggled, he couldn't shake Nasha a little bit.

The pain caused his vision to blur, and his out-of-focus pupils became hollow little by little.

"Na...sha...sister...sister..."

Why do you do this to me?

14 Girls and Paintings

That voice, Sister Nasha, made her stunned.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and Nasha let go of her hand.

What was she doing just now?

The boy's empty eyes closed little by little, and his body fell down weakly.

Looking at the blond boy who fell on the ground, Nasha slightly lowered her eyelids, "Really, what the hell am I doing..."

Looking at the bed full of clothes and messy things, Nasha felt a terrible headache. She hadn't come out alone for a long time. Now she has no idea about the quantity of things.

Did you ask Sage for too much money, so he wasted it unconsciously?

Thinking about messy things in her mind, Nasha bent down and gently hugged the low-voiced blond boy.

The weight in her hand was unbelievably light. Frowning, Nasha murmured, "Aaron doesn't eat much, he's so light."

Nasha didn't care how rude her actions were, she freed up one hand and threw all the things on the bed onto the chair beside the bed, let the boy in her arms lie in the clean quilt, and changed the quilt for him.

After doing this, Nasha felt that she felt more and more like a mother.

Back then, she was an out-and-out house girl. After she came to this world, she took care of the children in addition to taking care of the children. Does she really owe this world?

Glancing at the blond boy who was temporarily unconscious due to the stimulation, Nasha condensed the small universe into the palm of her hand, and gently placed her power-wrapped hand on Aaron's forehead. Nasha murmured, "When you wake up, you will forget what you just said. everything that happened."

The golden light poured into Aaron's body along his forehead, and Nasha breathed a sigh of relief until the power in his hand was completely sent into Aaron's body.

After all, in fact, she is really looking for trouble for nothing.

【You really wanted to kill him just now. 】

Nasha did not deny the firm tone of the voice that suddenly sounded in her head.

Narrowing her eyes, Nasha looked at the sleepy Aaron, her voice was very cold, "You are right, I really want to kill him."

Turning her head, Nasha looked at her hands, her eyes darkened.

Just now, why did I have the idea of ​​killing someone because of the color of the clothes?

Or, in fact, she had this idea a long, long time ago?

Then why didn't she make a move, like this time.

[It's the problem of the pendant on his chest. 】

Athena's words made Nasha react, and she asked, "What the hell is that pendant?"

[When Hades chooses a body, this pendant will inevitably appear. 】

"That is to say, this pendant is something like an activation array?" Nasha tried hard to recall the plot of the Hades myth, but found that there were too few things that could be remembered.

[Don't talk about this, since you already have the intention to kill, why did you give up?Is it because of the boy's title? 】

With a chuckle, Nasha whispered, "Didn't you already see it? Yes, that's the title, which made me wake up immediately."

Sitting by the bed, Nasha played with Aaron's blond hair, "Calling me that means he is still Aaron, not Hades."

Aaron is family, Hades is not.

Nasha could kill Hades without hesitation, but she couldn't be cruel enough to kill Aaron who had not yet become Hades.

Many times, Nasha would rather be heartless, in this case, many things would be much easier.

"Before going to Sanctuary, I, Sasha, and Aaron were always together. Although there are more Pegasus in the back, if you want to kill Aaron, there are too many opportunities."

But because of that ridiculous insistence on telling her that this man was Aaron now, she couldn't kill him.

[Then what are you going to do now? 】

Standing up, Nasha folded the clothes on the chair one by one.

"If you're talking about the incident just now, I've already cleared Aaron's memory. When he wakes up, he won't remember the incident of 'Nasha wanted to kill him'."

[When Pluto wakes up, you will regret your mercy today. 】

"I know now that I will regret it in the near future, but," Nasha sighed, "I only know that if I kill Aaron now, I will regret it even more!"

Compared with the things she can no longer see, she should just look in front of her eyes.

"Ah!" Nasha seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "By the way, how long will it take Aaron to wake up? Do I want to stay by his side all the time?"

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"Hmm..." Aaron tried to open his eyes, rubbed them, "Good morning, Nasha."

"You big-headed ghost!" Nasha unceremoniously kicked Aaron to the floor, ignoring Aaron's screams, and said viciously, "Aaron, it's already night!! Your work and rest can Can't be normal?"

"Huh?" After being kicked like this, the cold floor made Aaron fully awake, he looked at the darkened sky outside, and got up from the ground, "Speaking of which, why did I fall asleep for no reason? "

Nasha's hand ravaged Aaron's blond hair unscrupulously, and she rolled her eyes, "You can ask yourself this unfathomable question."

"Sister Nasha," Aaron said dumbfounded, "I don't remember at all."

Hearing this, the smile on Nasha's face froze a bit.

In fact, she is a very despicable person, and dare not admit everything she has done.

Not intending to get entangled in this kind of problem, Nasha let go of the hand that continued to toss Aaron's hair, curled her lips, "Anyway, you've had enough sleep, it's my turn to sleep."

"Ehhhhhhh?" Aaron looked at the person who just covered the quilt and said "good night" and fell asleep, speechless.

Aaron slept for too long, and it was already dark when he woke up, so he didn't know what to do.

Looking at the person on the bed, Aaron felt that the person would not wake up until the morning if he did not sleep, so he yawned and sat by the window.

Taking out the drawing tools from the small cloth bag hanging on the back of the chair, Aaron lay down on the table and drew quietly.

The night passed in such a quiet atmosphere.

Nasha woke up very early, sat up, and looked at Aaron who was lying at the table and drawing tirelessly.

Obviously it is a very common thing, but from this angle, it can be seen that Aaron is very happy.

The golden hair was particularly dazzling in the morning light, and the satisfaction on the young man's face made one unable to help but sigh.

Perhaps it was because Nasha's gaze was too hot, Aaron turned his head subconsciously, saw Nasha who was looking at him with open eyes, raised her hand holding a paintbrush, "Good morning, sister Nasha."

"Well, it's indeed morning." Nasha glanced at Aaron, "Have you been drawing since you woke up, Aaron?"

Aaron's smile was very warm, "Yes, sister Nasha."

Nasha got out of bed and ran to Aaron's side, "Night sky."

Aaron nodded and said, "Yes, what do you think, Sister Nasha?"

Nasha asked casually, "Why is there no one in the painting, Aaron?"

The pen in his hand fell to the ground, and Aaron bent down in panic to pick it up.

Looking at Aaron who was trembling, and looking at the painting where no one was there, Nasha saw some clues.

Although Aaron is still Aaron, it seems that the power of Pluto has begun to affect him.

After thinking about it, Nasha asked tentatively, "Aaron, you helped Tianma draw, right?"

Aaron nodded, not knowing what Nasha was going to do.

"In that case, Aaron, can you draw a picture for me too?"

Aaron's eyes widened, and he backed away shaking his head.

Nasha pretended to be very angry and said, "Aaron, you treat them differently!! Paint for Tianma, not for me."

"I can't draw," Aaron murmured as if being pushed to the limit, "If you draw something, you will die."

"Aaron, what are you talking about?" Nasha took a step closer and said incredulously, "This is impossible."

"It's true!" His sanity had completely disappeared, and the blond boy's face was distorted. "Many animals died, so I can't draw them."

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