The love that started when I picked up Mikey

After a fight with his friends and a half-pushed meal, Mikey became in a good mood.

He also had a private conversation with Hanagaki Takemichi, I guess he asked him about Brahma, after all he cared a lot about that dream.

"I will definitely defeat you and the Kanto Swastika Society, Mikey-kun!" Hanagaki Takemichi issued a challenge.

Other members echoed: "Down with Mikey! Down with Guan Swast!"

Instead of being angry, Mikey smiled: "Come on."

……

Since Takamaru was left in Ryuguji Ken's shop to spray paint, Mikey and I chose to take the tram home.

I seldom take the tram, today is the weekend, there are many people, and there are no vacant seats on the train. Mikey pouted dissatisfiedly: "...don't want to stand, sleepy."

Mikey gets sleepy easily when he's full, and it's a face to me that he didn't sleep soundly by the side of the road.

I found him a corner position: "Just lean here and squint for a while."

Mikey: "It's impossible to sleep on this."

5 minute later.

"zzzzzzzZ~"

Well, he's unlocked a new ability to fall asleep standing up.

I looked at the faint dark circles under his eyes, thinking that I could fall asleep this way, and it wasn't all because of being full. He stayed up all night last night, wanting to witness the moment when the words appeared on the letter paper.

... I don't understand why he insists on this.

Just as I was meditating, I suddenly felt that someone behind me touched the hem of my skirt.

There are so many people in the car, it is not surprising that this happens.But when I looked up, I saw a sullen and triumphant face reflected in the glass.

Going down, he actually grabbed my skirt in his hand!

Damn, he did it on purpose!

Have I met a tram idiot?

"Let go!" I tried to pull back my skirt, but he got worse and grabbed my arm.

The next second, a hand grabbed his wrist and squeezed it hard.

The man let go of me painfully, I turned around and saw Mikey who woke up at some point.

His eyes sank, very frightening.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Damn brat, let me go!" the man screamed as he struggled, quickly attracting the attention of the people around him.

"I just accidentally touched her skirt, it's so crowded here, it's normal for this to happen!"

The man's sophistry made Mikey even more annoyed, and he simply grabbed the man's neck with his other hand.

"Is it normal?"

"Manjiro, don't fight here—"

My dissuasion was useless, the back of the man's head was hit hard on the glass, and there was a muffled sound as he sucked in pain.

Mikey's eyes were like knives, and his voice was indifferent.

"I am best at removing human joints, do you want to try?"

Seeing this brutal scene, no one in the carriage dared to make a sound.

I'm also starting to worry, if Mikey's black impulses flare up here, he's probably going to be in the news.

"That's enough, Mikey-chan~"

A pleasant voice came, and the blond woman standing in front smiled slightly and waved to us.

"Fuyuzu, hello."

"Ms. Judy!"

Judy is my tutor. Because Mikey is very concerned about male teachers, I found a female teacher with a funny personality.

Mikey has a good impression of her because she often brings some unusual foreign dim sum.

"Mikey-chan, you won't be cute anymore."

Mikey was unmoved, still pinching the man's wrist, I felt that if he exerted any more force, the bone would crack.

"I'll hand this guy over to the police." Judy patted Mikey on the shoulder, "You should care more about Fuyuzu than beating this guy, she looks like she's about to cry."

I sniffed cooperatively and pretended to cry.

Mikey finally let go, muttering a word of apology.

The tram arrived at the stop in 3 minutes, and Judy found the flight attendant as soon as she got off the bus, and sent the man to the police station.

"Then let's separate here, I wish you happiness." Judy raised her fist at Mikey, "Use more sensible hands to protect Fuyuzu."

Mikey nodded, with an attitude of following the instruction: "Yes!"

But the so-called wiser hands—

"Wanjiro, no, there's no need for this." On the tram, I covered my face, wishing I could find a crack in the ground.

Shame.

He actually pressed me in the corner, and then put his hands on both sides of my shoulders, using his body to separate me from the crowd.

This is wall dong!

Especially when the people around us are still staring at us intently.

"Quickly stand up normally!"

"No." Mikey refused, and said seriously, "What if I encounter such scum again?"

"impossible!"

After what happened just now, everyone saw Mikey's "ruthlessness" and consciously stayed away from us. The whole tram was crowded, but the two of us stood in a very relaxed position.

After finally getting out of the car and going home, Mikey was still staring at his hands, recalling what Teacher Judy said.

"We need to protect Yuzubao with more rational hands..." He actually started to reflect, "I am often not rational enough."

"Actually, I think you are quite sensible as long as you don't have black impulses."

It may be because of the abandonment of tears and some memories, I am no longer cautious about Mikey, and the topics that were hidden in the past can now be discussed directly.

I asked curiously: "Did you not have any self-awareness when you were impulsive in black?"

Upon hearing this question, Mikey's expression became unnatural.

"I……"

In his obsidian-like eyes, I saw myself with a face full of curiosity.

"Is it self-awareness that can feel, but can't control its own behavior, or can't feel anything—"

Mikey interrupted me: "Stop asking!"

"What was the reason for your previous black impulses?"

"Fuyuzu!"

He called me Fuyuzu, not Yuzubao.

But since it is Fuyouzi, how could it be as soft-hearted as Yuzubao.

"Listen, Manjiro, if you don't figure out the relationship between you and the black impulse, and something like today happens again, you will still lose control."

After all, Mikey couldn't be cruel to me, and said sullenly: "I just want to beat up that scumbag, I can't do it black."

"That is to say, you are aware of the black impulse?"

"……Yes."

"Early, mid-term or throughout the process?"

Mikey refused to speak again.

"Don't you even trust me?" I muttered, "I won't hurt you."

"...I went to write a letter to my mother."

He chose to avoid answering my question by writing a letter.

But this night, after writing all the letters, he insisted on sitting at the desk again, deciding to stay up all night to witness the scene of the content appearing on the letter paper.

I couldn't understand it, and couldn't persuade me, so I went to sleep first.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the alarm clock of Mikey's mobile phone. He was sleeping soundly on the table, and the alarm clock failed to wake him up at all.

I had no choice but to get out of bed and turn off his alarm clock. After a glance, there were actually five under this alarm clock.

That also meant I had to be woken up five more times.

No class tomorrow? !

So I turned off his alarm clock decisively, and dragged him back to the bed, let him lie flat and continue to sleep, the whole process was not small, but Mikey was so deep in sleep that he didn't even open his eyes.

The next morning.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

I frowned and opened my eyes, and slapped towards the source of the sound.

"What's the noise?"

Mikey tugged at his hair in pain: "Yuzibao, I set six alarm clocks, but none of them woke me up, and I missed the moment when the words appeared on the letter paper, I decided, I want to drink coffee tonight Refresh yourself!"

"Pull it down, you can't sleep. I turned off your alarm clock." I simply admitted my behavior, "When the first one woke me up, I turned off the others."

"How can you do this!"

Mikey was so angry that he jumped out of bed.

"I finally made up my mind! Even if it's Yuzubao, I don't want to forgive him for doing such a thing!"

"What are you determined to do?" I rolled my eyes at him, "Do you still think that I forged these replies?"

Time was silent for a long time, until the sun shone through the glass on Mikey's bare feet.

His toes were curled up.

As if trying to endure.

"I hope you forged it."

"..."

This answer made my thinking not turn the corner.

"You," I hesitated, and asked slowly, "are you kidding me?"

After finally reconnecting with the deceased family members and becoming lively and cheerful again, he said that he would rather hope that these were fakes.

"Could it be that you were scolded by your mother? No, your mother has a very good personality. Could it be Mr. Shinichiro, it's impossible, he is so gentle..."

I guessed the reason why Mikey said this, and he said: "If it's a fake, just burn it with a fire, and don't even think about it."

"In that way, Yuzubao will be able to change back to the original Yuzubao, who will be noisy, will act like a baby, and will ask me to hug me when she cries."

Listening to Mikey whispering to himself, I suddenly realized something.

"Could it be that the moment you insist on waiting for the words to appear on the letter paper, you just want to give yourself a reason-they are fake and not your family, so you can make up your mind to burn them?"

"...I heard the conversation between you and Jianzi."

Mikey's eyes became very gentle, so gentle that he felt a little lonely and helpless.

He hugged his knees and curled up like an insecure child.

"I can't do it like Jianzi, burn it after watching it..."

Jianzai also said that people have to say goodbye to the past and look forward.

"I'm an insatiable person..."

"You don't need to burn it." I patted his hand and squeezed out a few words of comfort, "Isn't it good to keep in touch with your family? And as I said, no matter what happens, I will never abandon you."

Not only that, I was very active with Mikey during this time, even more active than before amnesia, and I did not neglect him.

So, I don't understand what concerns he has.

"When Yuzibao encountered scum in the car today, he didn't ask me for help..."

"Please, you were sleeping, and this happened so recently that I didn't have time to say it."

I explained a lot, but he was still not satisfied.

Finally, I lost my patience and said angrily: "Okay, I won't take public transportation anymore, and I won't meet scumbags again, so you don't have to worry about it. Well, see what your mother told you. What letter did you reply?"

I pulled out the letter from under the pillow and was about to show it to him, but Mikey didn't.

I suddenly remembered that he didn't read yesterday's letter.

In the past, reading letters was the happiest time for Mikey, but now it has become a kind of mental torture.

He simply assumed that his happiness was based on my pain.

"It's almost over."

Mikey took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and got out of bed to organize his stationery.

He took out all the written ones and unwritten ones, and piled them high in the yard.

Holding the lighter, he stared at the letter papers with incomparably nostalgic eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I've made my own decision," he said to the stationery.

"Enough!" I couldn't stand it anymore, and accused me mercilessly, "You don't want to burn it at all, why do you have to burn it?"

Ling Mei said that a large part of the reason why Mikey's black impulses are out of control is that he often suppresses his emotions and goes against his own heart.

"Let's not torture ourselves like this, shall we?"

"What Jianzi can do, I can do too."

After speaking, he pressed the lighter and lit the first piece of paper.

"Hey, why are you comparing yourself to Draken?!"

The white paper burned very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a smear of ashes, and then sparks began to spread to other papers.

"Don't burn it!"

"Manjiro, you idiot!"

There was no fire extinguisher in the yard, so I didn't have time to fetch water, so I quickly took off my coat and slapped violently on the rising flames. After working hard for half a minute, I finally put out the fire.

Most of the stationery was kept, with only a small amount lost.

I breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and punched Mikey Bang Bang twice.

"If you keep doing this, I don't like you anymore!" After cursing, I thought of Ling Mei's words again, combined with what I heard about Mikey from Longgong Sijian, I couldn't help comforting, "You always Hate yourself, suppress your emotions, and bear the death of the venue, Izuna and Emma, ​​you are a victim, why can't you hate that Saki, although the dead is the biggest, but he is really bad .”

"Xiaosaki." Mikey moved his lips with difficulty and said, "I brought him into Dongshou."

"I know this. He used you as the pusher behind and stimulated your black impulses. Purely the misery of a big white rabbit leading a wolf into a house."

"No, it's me..." Mikey lowered his head, "I asked Xisaki to guide the dark side of my heart, and then I walked on this path."

The author says:

Burning the letter is useless unless Mikey is relieved.But it's coming soon, they are about to experience the next black rush.