deformed bone

Time: 01:25AM

Venue: Cross Bar

"boom--"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of glass shattering, Calvin uttered another curse of his own tonight in the bar.

"Damn!"

He stared at the glass that had slipped from his fingertips a few seconds ago and muttered.

This is the third cup he broke today.

"Oh, please... It's obvious that people are not in a good state after a long vacation." The bartender in a black vest leaned over from the other end to look at the messy bar and said, "But fortunately, If you were the bartender, your guests would drink it with a smile on their face even if they were shards of glass."

He added something, as if to verify this sentence, outside the bar, the man who had been pestering Calvin for almost the whole night grinned and smirked while breathing out the smell of alcohol.

"Yes, 'Helen', I will!"

This is a newcomer to the area, a brainless brat who got himself so drunk that he never realized how hard it took Calvin to keep his hand from knocking out his teeth .

("Just do me a favor, honey, I've been working the night shift by myself for so long, and I really don't have the energy to tidy up all the broken furniture!" the bartender said bitterly to Calvin.)

After Calvin heard that sentence, he stuffed the rag in his hand into the man's stupid mouth expressionlessly.The regular customers around burst into laughter.

There were not many people in the bar tonight, and the lights were as dim as ever.An outdated jukebox against the wall intermittently sang an equally outdated song, food crumbs and drunken spilled alcohol littered the floor, and everyone looked a bit listless.

Calvin turned his head to the side of the bartender.

"I'm leaving for a while."

He said softly, then walked quickly to the bathroom.

After locking the dirty door, Calvin reached for his button, his fingers trembling, and took a moment to unbutton his shirt.Then he took a deep breath, moved his body closer to the dirty mirror, and turned his head to look at his back in the mirror.

Just as he expected, the remnants of the wings, the two long and narrow wounds were bright red, protruding shockingly on his back.It's like two huge shiny bugs lying there.

"I fucking knew..."

Calvin cursed under his breath.

His back had been aching since the first half of the night, and he thought he'd be able to get through it, but an hour ago the pain had become unbearable—it was like a devil's burning finger was scratching at it. His wounds are the same.The severe pain almost made his entire back burn, and even the ordinary act of moving his fingers would suddenly intensify the burning sensation.

Calvin gritted his teeth with a pale face, and it took him a little more effort to reach out and take out the yellow bottle of painkillers from his trouser pocket.But shaking the medicine, Calvin painfully realized that the damn plastic container was empty, not even a single pill.

Oh yeah, it looks like he's gone off his pain meds a few days ago...

"Damn, damn—"

Calvin thumped the glass hard.

The pain seemed to get worse after realizing that there was no painkiller, and Calvin felt his shoulder blades crunching.

The wounds on his back hadn't flared up like this in a long time, and Calvin took another look at his back—the two wounds were swollen and glistening, worse than they looked a few minutes ago.

He should go home right away, Calvin still remembers that there is another bottle of painkillers hidden behind the mirror in his bathroom... Calvin tried to adjust his breathing, he slowly, sweating profusely tried to take off the shirt he had taken off earlier Put it back on again, and at this moment, a drop of water fell on his back.

For a second, Calvin thought the faucet hadn't been turned off properly, or that the bathroom of the dilapidated bar was leaking.

However, he soon realized that he was wrong.

A moist, hot and nimble piece of meat was pressing against his burning back.

"what--"

Before his brain started to work, Calvin's body had already acted instinctively, and he slammed his elbows hard behind him. This was not the first time he was attacked in the toilet—but his attack was completely in vain. .

He didn't touch anything, instead he fell backward because he lost his center of gravity.

"Well……"

A pair of hands hugged him vigorously from behind, and Calvin's arm was firmly stuck behind his waist by the man.Then, when Calvin attempted to hit the man's head with the back of his head, the assailant grabbed his face and forced him to fall back.

It was a man of great strength, Calvin quickly confirmed this, all his attacks were perfectly restrained, and what was even more frightening was that Calvin had no way to escape the man's control at all.

"Who are you?!"

Calvin asked sharply, but all he got was a hoarse and deep chuckle.

In the next second, the man directly pressed Calvin to the ground.

"save--"

The moment Calvin was about to call for help, the man stuffed his hand into Calvin's mouth, and Calvin bit down without hesitation—a strong fishy-sweet breath poured into Calvin's throat, and he bit That man, but he didn't feel any reaction from that man.

Oh, no, it should be said that the attacker reacted. He lay on Calvin's body and quickly became agitated.

Calvin was horrified to realize that the man's body was naked.

"Um...uh..."

Calvin struggled frantically.

The man's physique was much stronger than Calvin's, and he used his physical advantage to suppress Calvin's movements very skillfully. Then he directly pulled up Calvin's shirt and covered Calvin's head live.

Calvin's mouth was sealed, and he could barely breathe.

His belt was undone, then his pants—they were then used to bind himself.His calves were bent and tied to his arms, a position that straightened Calvin's back like a bow that was about to break.

Calvin could have sworn he heard the man's strangely contented, smug laugh.

His hands kept moving on Calvin's back, and finally stopped on the two wounds.

"My angel, my...child of the light."

Finally, the assailant whispered in Calvin's ear, almost moaning.

All of Calvin's struggles suddenly froze after hearing that address.

……

【please stop! 】

The voice that Calvin could not hear echoed harshly in the assailant's mind.

The unscrupulous assailant, or rather, the red deer, slowly raised his head and looked at the mirror on the wall.

There was a strong, tall young man with curly brown hair and green eyes.

It's just that in Red Deer's vision, the person in the mirror has a completely opposite temperament from the real him.

He was a gentle and refined British man full of elite temperament. Behind him, there were a few dim shadows floating faintly.

[You are hurting him, Red Deer.You shouldn't use the power of the "gate" like this, you will be tainted - and so is he! 】

Fogg in the mirror stares calmly at the red deer in reality...and Calvin whose sight and sound are blocked.

【You should let Virgil come out. 】

However, Red Deer seemed to have not understood Fogg at all, he responded softly in his mind to Fogg.Then he bent down and buried his lips on Calvin's back.

【...All he wants is Calvin's touch, 】Red Deer felt Calvin's muscle trembling, and he said slowly, 【But I can get more. 】