deformed bone

"I have to... admit it." Calvin swallowed the last bite of crab, he turned to Histu and said, "...no matter what kind of pervert you are, the crab you made is really delicious."

His tone was so light, and his voice soaked in wine was sweet and husky—it was enough to prove that Calvin was quite drunk at this time.

He would never talk like this when he was sober. Whether it was for men or women, his way of speaking was too tempting.

"Histu" breathed a little faster, and the color of his pupils became darker.

"I'm glad you enjoyed my dinner."

He spoke slowly and softly to Calvin.

Calvin, however, acted as if he hadn't heard him at all.The young angel squinted his eyes in confusion, his body swayed, and his head was resting on one hand.

"God...my head is so dizzy..."

He muttered intermittently.

The world was melting before his eyes, golden spots of light tap-dancing happily across his vision.

Calvin vaguely felt that something was wrong, but his brain seemed to be wrapped in a lump of sticky honey, and even the slightest thinking became so difficult.

Calvin desperately opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the...that...person in front of him...

(He couldn't remember the other person's name at all)

But the only thing he could see were the man's eyes, the pupils were as deep as hell.

Oh no--

It was the last feeble call that remained in Calvin's consciousness.

In reality, before Calvin even finished speaking, his body had slowly and uncontrollably fallen to one side.His elbow slipped across the coffee table, almost knocking over the plate on the coffee table, and the remaining crab shells fell to the ground, making a small noise.And at the moment when Calvin was about to slide off the sofa, "Histu" stretched out his hand and took that thin and hot body into his embrace.

"It seems that his body is quite sensitive... seems a bit too sensitive?"

"Histu"'s arm firmly clamped Calvin's shoulder.He lowered his head, buried his nose in Calvin's hair, and took a deep breath.Then he glanced at the wine bottle on the coffee table, where there was still more than half of the bottle of wine—of course, strictly speaking, you could also describe it as some kind of sedative alcoholic liquid mixed with drugs.

【It's just something for him to have a good sleep, and those medicines won't do any harm to his body. 】

A moment later, a voice with a British accent rang in his head.

That was Fogg explaining.Although the British doctor tried hard to maintain his composure, his voice was still trembling slightly.Red Deer, the main personality, is completely dominant once he is sober, and very counterintuitively, he can brutally torture other personalities in his own mind.

And now, it is obvious that it is Fogg who is undergoing this torture... His only personality allowed to remain conscious, because of the potion placed in the bottle of wine, the red deer let Fogg float on the upper level of consciousness to better understand Watch Calvin's reactions to those drugs.

In the face of Calvin, Red Deer is as overly nervous and cautious as a catatonic mother.Of course, Fogg would not tell Red Deer these words.In any case, at least the red deer was not as cruel to him as it was to the real Histu, that hapless bastard—the latter was half-eaten by the red deer the moment after he finished making dinner, and then he was randomly stuffed into his consciousness Going to the corner, and the reason is probably only because he came to the surface of consciousness when Red Deer was awake and had a brief time with Calvin.

And the Red Deer seemed to be madly jealous of it.

"But... I wish I could hear his voice a little longer."

"Histu" frowned in distress, lowered his head, and licked Calvin's throat lightly.

The young man's Adam's apple quivered under the bright red cold tip of his tongue. There was a thin layer of sweat and a damp smell of alcohol on his skin—it was the trace of alcohol spilled from his lips when he was not so conscious. Come breath.He tasted salty, fragrant... Red Deer closed his eyes, savoring the taste of Calvin's skin contentedly.

"I really like his voice...you can feel that, don't you, dear doctor."

He said hoarsely to Fogg.

[In my vision, you should be more calm, my respected Red Deer "Your Majesty". 】

Even though Red Deer looked like an ordinary pervert at this moment, Fogg, who felt his true thoughts, became anxious for a moment, and the most obvious manifestation was that he directly pointed out the true identity of Red Deer, and finally Even at the end of the words, he strongly satirized the red deer.

"And I don't think you should care so much about him. You're trying to piss me off in order to divert my attention... This kind of ridiculous trick doesn't seem like something you'd do."

Red Deer spoke softly to Fogg in his mind, the jealousy in his tone made his voice seem to be poisoned when he spoke.

At this moment, Fogg almost screamed in his consciousness.

Red Deer's jealousy and possessiveness are very direct - the moment Fogg expresses concern for Calvin, Red Deer reacts.

Fogg could feel that what might be called the soul was being swallowed by an invisible and cold mouth. The feeling of being eaten by another personality was really not wonderful.He was supposed to dive right into the conscious depths of this body, like any other personality, but there was no way he could just leave.

Red Deer's emotions flowed through this body like galloping magma, and Fogg had absolutely no way of ignoring the most essential hunger, thirst and greed in Red Deer's soul—the hunger, thirst and greed for Calvin.

[You should figure out why you are here——]

Fogg screamed.

If he had a body, he should have fainted from the pain at this moment.

【Calvin needs your protection—someone opened the "door" by his side——】

Fogg felt that his soul was being burned by a cold flame, yes he also thought this description was strange, but this is indeed the feeling of being swallowed by a red deer, you will go mad with pain but still remain absolutely awake.

[Of course you can eat me, eat Histu, eat Virgil and all the personalities in this damn brain, but don't forget, without us, this body still needs to eat when you fall into that damn sleep Move to stay by Calvin's side...]

"Oh, my God, I never thought you'd be so loud."

Red Deer said expressionlessly.

And in consciousness, the flame that devoured Fuge was extinguished.

"...I'm sorry, doctor, I think I was a little rough on you." Red Deer carried Calvin to the bedside, and then carefully placed the sleepy young man on the bed, he sighed.

"I'm just a little worried about him, you know, he is really important to me, he is my angel, my light, my love and my life..."

Red Deer stretched out his fingers and combed Calvin's scattered hair on his forehead.

"I appeared in this world because of him, and this world also exists because of his existence—"

Calvin frowned unconsciously under the cold and pale fingertips of the red deer, even in his sleep he still seemed a little uneasy.

Red Deer stopped muttering to himself. Fuge in his mind had already returned to his deep consciousness due to excessive weakness. The whole room seemed so quiet at this moment... which made his panting a little too obvious.