you turned on the love game

You press the button on the back of the bookshelf, and the bookshelf opens to both sides, revealing the deep secret corridor.

"There is an iron door at the end, the password is 7065, after entering, go straight and you will see a secret passage, you can leave from there."

June 1970, 6, the day you and Margotty met.

You turned to face the servants, glanced at these "eyes" who were serving you while monitoring your actions, smiled in relief, and finally got out of the way behind you.

"The past 12 years have worked hard for you."

You are trapped in this manor.

They are also trapped here.

Threats to their families and their lives are like a sword of Damocles hanging above their heads that may fall at any time. They cannot resist the orders of the Moreau family and can only choose to obey.

There is no right or wrong in this kind of thing, everyone can't help themselves.

"Run away..."

"Go back to your family."

You said softly, "The Moreau family won't trouble you."

The servants looked at each other, hesitant to take that step.The loyal dog who is used to being obedient is suddenly loosened by someone, and for a moment he didn't know whether to leave, but just looked at you blankly.

But time waits for no one, and the gunshots in the courtyard outside continued even more. The cook who stood at the front gritted her teeth and bowed to you. She walked into the secret passage first without saying anything.

After someone took the lead, the rest of the people also went in one after another.Everyone looked at you hesitantly before leaving, especially the little maid who usually joked with you, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

After everyone has gone in, you turn your head and say to the personal maid who stayed by your side: "Fortunately, the butler took most of the people away in advance, otherwise it would be too late to send everyone away."

"Miss..."

"Everyone didn't talk to me before they left. It's too much. Obviously, we get along pretty well. Am I being too harsh?"

"No!" The maid suddenly raised her voice, but slowly lowered her voice in your eyes, "They're just...just..."

But you turned your face away and stopped paying attention to the maid's murmuring, and turned your eyes to Hisoka who was sitting in the corner playing cards alone, with crooked smiles in your eyes.

"Hisso?"

He looks at you.

You took out the painting utensils with the prepared paint, sat in front of him holding the paintbrush, and carefully painted on this clean little face.

"Tomorrow is your birthday. I originally wanted to help you draw tomorrow, but judging from the current situation, there may not be a chance tomorrow."

You said softly, "So let's paint for you today."

Speaking of it, it was just a whim when you put the stickers of stars and water droplets on his face. You never thought that he would really like this kind of decoration later, and occasionally try to paint on his face.

Once you caught him while he was drawing by himself, and you watched him draw a pattern with a weird shape, but the person concerned continued to draw without knowing it.

You couldn't help laughing out loud.

As a result, he gave him a "do you want to die" look.

Thinking of what happened in the past, your eyes were stained with a little smile, caught by Hisoka, he raised his eyebrows at you suspiciously.

"It's finished."

You withdraw your hand slowly without telling him why you are smiling.

Two circus clown-specific paints are added to the fair and delicate face, and paired with those golden eyes, it looks like a beast with sharp claws and tail swinging beside you, awkward and cute.

At this moment, the little wolf cub was very dissatisfied with your perfunctory attitude, even the corners of his slightly raised mouth collapsed, and he snorted lightly.

"Don't be upset." You put down your pen, and took out the birthday present you had prepared long ago from under the pillow, "This is a present. Because the box is too small, I have always been afraid of losing it, so I put it in the nearest place..."

The boy held your hand, preventing you from opening the box.

"Why give it to me now?"

He holds your wrist.

Even though he is still a young child, when he stares at you, there is an inexplicable sense of oppression that cannot be ignored, and his articulation is deliberately slowed down.

"Isn't it tomorrow, Lucia?"

The corners of your lips curled slightly, and you said softly, "I'm worried that I might lose it."

Then he pretended to be depressed and sighed, "I have been preparing for a long time. If I disappear on the way out, I will be very disappointed."

Saying this, you gently pulled his hand away and asked, "So let's do it now. Give it to you now, okay?"

He looked at you and didn't refuse again.

Inside the box are two strings of golden ear clips, with a symbol of a peach heart at the end, and a greenish gold Gulick agate in the middle.

You picked up the two earrings, and said softly, "I originally wanted to make them red, because you like to play cards of hearts when you're in a good mood—don't deny it, I have specially observed it."

"but……"

"I still think gold suits you better."

You lean over.

The perverse wolf cub was as quiet as a doll at this moment.He still has his unfinished poker tower in his hand and a deck of cards between his fingers, but now his attention is on you.

He looks at you.

The chaotic sounds in the courtyard did not bother him at all, his long curled eyelashes were slightly closed, and the beautiful golden eyes seemed to reflect the broken light refracted by the sunlight penetrating through the glass window.

He is looking at you.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw your long hair slipping down from your shoulders, and the ends of your hair gently brushed against his palm.The finger hanging by your side moved slightly, as if it wanted to lift it up, but in the end you gave up because of your retreating body.

"All right……"

This pair of golden ear clips is specially made for him by you. The size is just right, and the material used is also the most expensive and comfortable. It will never cause excessive damage to the ears.

Boys don't look feminine at all after wearing beautiful earrings, and they have a different kind of beauty when paired with immature but beginning to show delicate facial features.

You stared at him and said softly, "It's so beautiful..."

From the vigilant wolf cub at the very beginning, to the child who is watching you quietly now.No matter what he likes, what he hates, or every trace of hostility melted between his brows, it seems that there are traces of you left behind.

It was you who watched him gradually become what he is now.

You still put your hand next to his ear, gently tucking his drooping hair back behind his ear, Hisoka was also incredibly obedient, and let you fiddle with his hair without moving.

so cute...

I really want to see what he will be like in the future.

It's a pity that this is the end.

Suddenly, the gate inside the manor was knocked open, and chaotic footsteps came in.The bombardment of guns immediately spread to the room, and there was a mess of smashing sounds downstairs.

Amidst the noise, the personal maid rushed over and took your arm, "Miss! We can't waste any more time, it's time for us to leave!"

You froze for a moment, then asked in doubt, "Have you left yet?"

The maid was held for half a second by your question, and after realizing it, she stomped her feet angrily, her expression quite broken: "How could I abandon you..."

The ending sound gradually disappeared in your clear eyes.

"The Moro family sent you to spy on me. Now the mission is over. Get out of here quickly. The scale of this attack is far greater than that of four years ago. It is not possible to pass by hiding."

The maid clenched the skirt with both hands, opened her mouth, and asked anxiously, "Miss, do you...know?"

"I knew it a long time ago." You said softly, "I knew it from the moment I was sent to this manor when I was five years old."

"..." Seeing the weeping expression of the personal maid, you smiled helplessly, never expecting to comfort her in turn at such a time.

"Don't cry, it's okay. You are not the culprit. You have taken good care of me."

"But, but..."

"Okay, don't cry, just leave."

The maid wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a forced smile: "Understood, please leave with me too, miss!"

"I'll leave when Bijima comes back."

"no!"

The maid said anxiously: "Mr. Bijima doesn't know when he will be back. It's too dangerous for you to stay here!"

You chuckled: "No, he will definitely catch up."

His expression seemed to be covered with frost, "This time there is no Margot to protect me, he will only be faster than last time, maybe it has arrived now."

As soon as the voice fell, as if to confirm your guess, there was a sudden sound of glass breaking from the window sill.Immediately afterwards, a man in a suit broke through the window and landed in front of you with a stride.

"Miss..."

The maid and Hisoka looked at you at the same time.

The former showed surprise, while the latter closed his eyes and thought deeply.

You ignored their expressions and said briskly, "Everyone is here, let's go."

You enter that narrow corridor and come to the room where the huge photographs hang.The door on the other side was also open, and the servants had already left through the secret passage.

The maid opened her eyes slightly: "This is..."

"It was built secretly after the attack four years ago. Everyone went on vacation at that time, and all the bodyguards who left behind the supervisor were transferred away. So only the housekeeper and I know about it, not even Bijima."

The man stared at the exit and nodded silently.

The maid was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by you: "That's right!"

You took out the seal carved for Linna and stuffed it into the hand of the maid: "You will go back to Youkexin, right? Remember to hand it to Linna for me."

"Miss?"

Before she had time to say anything, you pushed her away, and then you turned your head to look at Hisoka, and said with a smile, "It's time to go."

The little wolf cub is not as easy to fool as the maid.He walked a few steps in the direction of the exit, and suddenly stood still and turned around, with an obscure smile on his lips: "Why did you ask her to hand it over, you don't intend to leave?"

"How could it be?" You smiled and shook your head, "I will go with Bijima, but the attackers will chase us when the time comes, and that kind of gadget is easy to lose halfway."

"..." Hisoka frowned slightly.

This explanation sounded right at first glance, but he always felt that there was something wrong, but he hadn't found it yet.

You walked up, squatted in front of him, reached out and touched his frowning eyebrows, and said softly, "Children, don't frown all the time."

He took out what he wanted to give him a long time ago, "This is an identity card."

Facing his suspicion, you used the same reason again: "This thing is also easy to lose. Although it is not troublesome to make a replacement, it is best to leave it to you for safekeeping."

You lower your eyes, don't look into his eyes, and talk on your own.

"Although I don't like the surname Moro, I will probably only be tied to it for the rest of my life, so there is no way..."

"Lucia..."

Hisoka suddenly interrupted your words, and the smile that was always on his lips in the past disappeared.The eyes under the incandescent lamp are particularly sharp, as if they want to penetrate directly into the depths of your heart.

He said blankly, "You promised."

This child likes to add some strange accents at the end of his speech, and the tone of the juvenile voice is kind of sticky and cute.

But if at any time his tone of speaking becomes normal, it means that he is in an extremely bad mood, just like he is now.

"..." There was a brief moment of stagnation in the scene, and your fingers curled up involuntarily, and quickly returned to normal.

Your eyes trembled, and you said softly, "I won't break my promise."

After you squatted down, the boy's thin shoulders were at the same level as your eyes. You couldn't help wrapping your hands around his shoulders, resting your head on it, and your voice was gentler than the drizzle in early spring.

"I will definitely leave... Didn't I agree? You promised to kill those people for me, and I will watch."

Hisoka didn't speak, just stared at you.

Your heart skipped a beat, and you immediately covered it up with a smile.

He didn't find any loopholes in your words. After a moment of silence, he nodded and turned towards the exit.

At the moment when the boy was about to disappear at the exit, you suddenly called him the name on his ID card: "Hiso... Moro!"

The little figure froze, as if by default, and turned to look at you.

You almost shed tears when he saw you, and immediately covered your face with both hands to cover the sparkle in your eyes, and slowly said to him word by word: "See you later."

Hisoka left.

You have always maintained this posture, standing for a long time.

Bijima, who had been shrunk in the corner for so long and had always been a "stake", couldn't help calling you: "Miss?"

Hearing this, you put your hands down as if you just recovered.

Those who should leave now have left.

It's time to deal with old things.

You walked slowly in front of the huge photo, reached out to stroke the lazy red wolf in the picture, and asked in a low voice: "Bijima, do you think it's strange? After you came back, the movement of the attackers downstairs stopped. "

You turned around, looked at him and smiled: "Did you kill them all?"

The man's expression changed, like a chicken being strangled by the neck, and fell silent for a moment, unable to say anything.

You suddenly laughed.

Your laughter echoes in the quiet room, and your voice is crisp and pleasant, like a wind chime blown and shaken by the wind.

"I ask you……"

But your hands pressing on the canvas are getting harder and harder, and the dimples made by your five fingers are getting deeper and deeper, as if you want to sink in deeply.

"When Margot died...was it painful?"

Like a thunderbolt, it exploded in Bijima's ear.

He dilated his pupils sharply.

four years ago……

The hostile forces of the Morrow family on the underworld found the manor and attacked it suddenly at night.

At that time, Bijima was in charge of escorting an important commodity to the auction. When he came back, the hostile forces had advanced to the third floor of the manor, which is the floor where you are.

The bodyguards are all dead in the hall, and Margo is stubbornly blocking the outside of your room, barking and blocking all enemies.Even if his body was battered by bullets, he refused to take half a step back until he died.

But it wasn't the attackers' bullets that really stopped him from breathing, but the fatal wound in his heart.

——That was Bijima's weapon.