[Comprehensive, British and American] Notes on trainee death becoming a regular

"Sister Teresa, do you want to sleep with me?" Misha walked briskly beside Hannibal. Teresa was held in Hannibal's arms. The rough ground was worn out, but there were no traces of dirt.

Hannibal picked up Douding without hesitation or hesitation, and didn't mind that she would stain his clean and tidy suit, nor did he have any obsessive-compulsive disorder or a little bit of cleanliness.

"Well," Teresa shook her head, "Dark is noisy." When returning or leaving at night, Teresa refused the proposal to sleep with Misha.

"But I want to sleep with Sister Teresa~" The pretty blond girl acted like a baby to Douding, Teresa pursed her lips, her eyes fluttered, "Um... that's not possible." Still firmly Misha was rejected.

"Sister Teresa is so hard to explain, she's more stubborn than her brother!" Misha stuck out her tongue, but she didn't insist. She hummed a happy tune, looked at Douding's swaying cheeks, and couldn't hold back. , It should be said that very few people could hold back, and stretched out their hand to poke Teresa's cheek.

The little person in Misha's heart began to dance cheerfully, poking it!She poked Sister Teresa's cheek!

Soft!It's softer than she imagined!

Especially seeing Douding's stupid and unresisting appearance, Misha didn't know why, but felt as if something had broken the ice in her heart, and an unstoppable warm current rushed in. (Probably maternal love?)

"Brother, why don't I hug Sister Teresa!" Although it was a bit strange to call Sister Xiaodouding, Misha didn't change her words. This was the most reassuring address she thought.

"No," Hannibal refused Misha's hand.

"But I also want to hug Sister Teresa!" Misha pursed her lips and whispered.

Hannibal only turned his head and glanced at Misha indifferently. The little girl who had been doted on by her brother immediately stopped talking, but after a while, girls at this age were always lively and lovely. Not only that, she And exuberant curiosity to the extreme.

"Sister Teresa, how did you... so many years, where did you go?" Misha actually wanted to ask more than this, but Teresa looked too embarrassed this time, this gentle and caring girl Afraid of hurting her sister Teresa, she changed the question to another one, which she also wanted to know.

At the beginning, everything was fine, although sometimes they couldn’t get enough to eat, but in Misha’s memory, that time was also full of adventure and happiness. They were always together, shared the same piece of bread, and spent time cuddling together After that particularly difficult and difficult winter, spring was almost here, but sister Teresa disappeared.

Misha felt that her brother knew, because, on that morning when she was crying to find Teresa's sister, her brother held her so tightly that she couldn't breathe, and her tears hadn't come yet. When it flows out, it is lost in the fabric.

But brother, he didn't say anything.

"Misha Claret..." The girl Death God silently looked at Misha's original cause of death marked on the parchment. As a God of Death and an unqualified trainee, Teresa had seen too many causes of death. I don't know what cruelty is, and I can't feel what pain is.

She has always had no tears, and has always been called a fool by others, a slow-witted, slow-moving trainee god of death, and Teresa's feelings are all drawn from humans bit by bit.

After seeing how Hannibal cherished Misha, Teresa hesitated, because she seemed to feel a little bit of that pain, even if only a little bit.

Teresa was in a daze all day, sometimes watching Misha in a daze, she was thinking.

Hannibal is a sensitive person. After experiencing so many changes, this boy is growing at a rapid speed, and his skill of observing words and emotions has made a leap forward. After getting along for so many days, Hannibal Nibal has vaguely noticed, no, in fact, he has already confirmed in his heart that Teresa is not indifferent, she is just dull.

And because of practical reasons, Hannibal pays a lot of attention to Teresa, and he has to be ready at any time.

So as soon as Teresa was a little weird, this keen little boy immediately felt it. He followed Teresa's gaze without a trace, and found that the landing point of her gaze was on Misha, Hannibal's heart When he tightened up, maybe Misha had been selected before, so as long as anyone's eyes were a little bit wrong, he would immediately raise his vigilance.

"Teresa..." This was the first time Hannibal called Teresa's name. The voice of the teenager who was in the period of voice change was hoarse and deep, but it was not unpleasant, but there was a strange, adolescent magnetism Bar.

"Are you looking at Misha?" Hannibal knew very well that if he wanted to communicate with Teresa, he had to speak directly.It was an experience in which none of his past temptations had been answered.

"Well," Teresa responded unconsciously. She quickly withdrew her gaze from Misha and turned to look at Hannibal. Her indifferent gaze didn't make the boy flinch.

"Why?" Hannibal clenched his fists, "Misha, is there something wrong?"

Teresa pursed her lips, "She..." She was dying.

Teresa's eyelashes trembled. In fact, she doesn't have to do it herself. As long as she abandons the Klater brothers and sisters now, Misha Klater will die due to pneumonia. Then she will come to harvest rice Sha's soul is also possible, because Misha's situation is very special. The reason she survived was not because of any special means, but because of Teresa's unconscious blessing.

Hannibal turned his head and glanced at his sleeping sister. Her cheeks were dyed red, and her small red mouth curled up slightly. She seemed to be sleeping very soundly. Hannibal's complexion was also Unconsciously softened.

Teresa stared blankly at the softness on Hannibal's face, she lowered her eyes, the firelight coated her eyelashes with a layer of gold, Teresa suddenly reached out and touched Hannibal's face.

Hannibal was taken aback for a moment, but this shrewd and intelligent boy looked stupid at this moment, staring blankly at Teresa's face.

When Teresa grew up, the baby fat on her face had faded a little, but her cheeks still had some heavy soft flesh. Her lips would always be pressed together involuntarily, so few people would notice. In fact, Teresa The lips of the dog are very delicate, the small and full lips are very cute, and the last is the eyes, which is probably the reason for growing up. The original drooping eyes of the dog are more rounded, and the wet and round eyes like a deer are always Looking directly at others, the eyes are calm and deeply rooted.

Hannibal didn't move, he didn't know what Teresa was doing.

In fact, this ignorant trainee Death was touching his face, and the softness on his face, to be more precise, was the love that Hannibal felt when he looked at Misha.

Love always softens one's heart. Teresa withdrew her hand. She didn't know what it was, but thought it was a very precious existence that people would never want to destroy.

The dull young girl's ignorant Grim Reaper seemed to know that if Misha died, the warmth on Hannibal's face would definitely disappear, she knew, she knew.

She doesn't want to spoil it all.

Teresa unknowingly looked at Misha and became dazed again, Hannibal suddenly became vigilant, "Teresa?"

what else can we do?

Teresa hugged her head and felt a terrible headache. She couldn't take the Clayt brothers and sisters with her all the time... She still has tasks, she still has trials, and she will pass the test and become the real god of death.

'The stamp of immunity...'

Someone whispered in her ear, like a rose quietly blooming in the dark night. At that moment, Teresa's eyes were empty, her pupils shrank, and something was about to move in the back of her mind. Teresa looked back. Suddenly, the emptiness in her eyes slowly faded, and Hannibal's tense little face was reflected in her eyes.

"Well," Teresa shook her head. She ignored Hannibal, and suddenly began to search for her backpack. There was nothing in the backpack, and she began to look for her pocket again.

She suddenly touched a hard object, and Teresa's eyelashes trembled. The unremarkable seal is not only unremarkable, but also dusty and dirty.

But there was light in Teresa's eyes, Hannibal's heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him that the strange seal in Teresa's hand must be something extraordinary.

For half a month, he had never seen Teresa so happy.

He licked his dry lips and asked, "What is this?"

Teresa paused, she looked at Hannibal, she didn't know how to explain to him, "Well...the seal, for Misha..."

Hannibal was dubious, watching Teresa rolled up Misha's sleeve and stamped the first immunity stamp on her arm.

Hannibal's pupils shrank after seeing the glittering golden letters, and he quickly grabbed Teresa's wrist, "What is this?!"

He was suddenly terrified in his heart, and he suddenly remembered Teresa's incredible scythe when he first saw it, but they hadn't seen it in the past few days, and even there was no place to hide the scythe on her body.

Teresa easily broke away from Hannibal's hand. She casually stuffed the exemption stamp into an unknown small pocket, and met Hannibal's stubborn and stubborn eyes with lowered eyes. Teresa blinked. , "This way, you won't die..."

"What?" Hannibal was taken aback, and he grabbed Teresa's sleeve again, asking eagerly, "What, what do you mean?"

"Hmm..." Teresa opened her mouth and closed it again.

……

Little Misha didn't know what had happened to her, but two months later, when spring was approaching and the branches were sprouting new shoots, she and her brother Hannibal found their uncle.

And when she was led by her brother and walked into the door that was tall and heavy for her, Misha looked back and only saw Teresa gradually shrinking and moving away.

"Brother, where is sister Teresa going?" Misha, who noticed something was wrong, looked up at Hannibal and asked uneasily.

"Sister Teresa isn't with us?" Misha asked looking up.

"... She, she still has something to do," Hannibal finally spoke after being silent for a long time. He looked at Misha with a complicated expression, and couldn't help looking back. Teresa's shadow had turned into a The little black spot, Hannibal pursed his lips, they will be separated after all.

"Then, then I'll wait for Sister Teresa to come back," Misha nodded her head, thinking she understood.

This simple and lovely little girl, when she saw the sumptuous food at dinner, she was pleasantly surprised to leave a portion for her sister Teresa. After being put to sleep by Hannibal, she woke up in the morning and did not see or find her. Misha, who had been crying for a long time, suddenly calmed down after seeing Teresa's sister.

She knew, Sister Teresa was gone.

My brother said, she has to be obedient and sensible, maybe, maybe I can see sister Teresa again in the future...

But no one would pick flowers to amuse her, no one would clumsily weave little wreaths with her, no one would play the little game of quest and treasure hunt with her, and Misha was very sad.

But children's memories will always be refreshed, except for the occasional sentence of Sister Teresa, but at that time, Misha will always feel a little lost, and even cried a few times, Hannibal will always fall silent at this time , Later, they gradually learned to relax.

And now, Misha can finally ask this question.

Teresa tilted her head, "Well, Dumb has a mission..."

Misha was taken aback for a moment, she knew what she had touched, and she didn't intend to continue to ask. It happened that she and Hannibal arrived at the home of a two-story high-end apartment. Misha opened the door and spread her arms. "Welcome Sister Teresa to my brother and I's home!"

Teresa was ignorant, and this was the first time she received such a welcome. She blinked her eyes, tilted her head, and looked at Misha tentatively, "Thank you?"

"You're welcome!" Misha waved her hands enthusiastically. She opened her arms and finally got a chance, "Brother, I'll take sister Teresa to take a bath!"

Misha still hugged the big Douding sister Teresa, and the little person in her heart danced a cheerful little dance again. Misha happily went to the bathroom with the soft Douding in her arms.

When Teresa took a shower and came out of Misha's T-shirt flushed red, the news of Tony Stark's disappearance in Afghanistan was being broadcast on TV.

Teresa froze in place, she stupidly watched the news broadcast on the TV screen, letting water drip from her wet hair, at this moment Misha came out from the bathroom with a hair dryer, "Sister Teresa , You have to dry your hair... Sister Teresa, why are you crying?!"

Hannibal couldn't help turning his head to look at Douding.

Teresa has often had red eyes since she could cry, but she didn't know it because no one told her that she would cry.

The little crying bag sniffed miserably, stretched out her hand to touch her eyes, and really touched the wetness. Teresa stared blankly at the tears on her hands, blinked her eyes, and suddenly stretched out her tongue to lick He licked his palm.

Well, salty, a little bit bitter.

Really, it's tears.

Teresa raised her eyes and stared blankly at the picture of Tony on the TV. Next to the picture was the scene of the terrorist attack in Afghanistan. Teresa's heart skipped a beat, and her sluggish head slowly understood. Nini...Nini didn't want her...

Something happened to Nini!

Teresa turned around to look for her death list, but she forgot again, her backpack was no longer on her back, Teresa became anxious, she was about to rush out the door with bare feet, but was caught by Hanni He pulled it out and grabbed it.

"Sister Teresa!? Where are you going?" Misha asked in surprise.

"Nini! Nini!" Teresa jumped anxiously, and Misha and Hannibal didn't understand her meaning until Hannibal noticed her anxiously glance at the TV.

Hannibal guessed, "Teresa, do you know Tony Stark?"

"It's Nini!" Teresa nodded, and she ran out the door, and Hannibal pulled out a large deformed circle at her neckline.

"Teresa... calm down," Hannibal felt a little surprised, because this Teresa was similar to, but not unlike, the Teresa in his memory, and that Teresa was much more indifferent.

"Daibao's list is not there!" So, so she didn't know if Nini's name was on it!

"Can you find your way?" Hannibal hit the nail on the head.

"Hmm..." Teresa was stabbed to the death point, and instantly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Uh..." Misha couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't find words to comfort Teresa.

"Woo..." But no one expected Teresa to cry.

Sobbing and choking, like wrinkled white bread, big tears fell from the red eye sockets, Teresa was sobbing softly like a small animal at first, and then she burst into tears without any worries , the whole face was in a mess, she couldn't help wiping her tears with her hands.

Not only Misha and Hannibal, but also the gods of death in the channel were stunned.

[No, this, what is this doing?Me, I just came in, who can explain the cause and effect?Teresa, it's Teresa, isn't she crying too badly? ! 】

[Daibao cried until my heart broke, oh my god, I also started to wipe my tears. 】

[Artest, if Tony's name is on the list, what can you change?Another exemption stamp?You, don't you want to pass? 】

[Broken cans and broken series... I suggest to stop Teresa's trial, otherwise it will be messed up if it goes on like this! 】

[What are you doing with the screenshot, just stare blankly! 】

[Upstairs are you a devil?Ha ha ha ha! 】

[...It's hopeless, where's your conscience? 】

[In other words, why did the painting style change?The ones in front are still busy with distress and want to cry together. Here, why is the building crooked? 】

Hannibal has not coaxed a little girl for many years, not to mention Teresa is not an ordinary little girl, Dr. Clayt is at a loss now, and regrets that he did not study pediatrics by the way.

And Misha was even more flustered. She helped Teresa wipe her tears, and softly coaxed her sister Teresa, but it didn't work much. The little crying bag couldn't stop, her red and swollen eyes were pitiful, She yelled at Nini while sobbing, her mouth deflated in the rhythm of crying again.

The author has something to say: Daibao: Cry out loud!

Artest: I have never cried before, but I cried enough today!

Misha: What to do, what to do! ?My sister Teresa cried and cried!Wait online!urgent!

Tony: Suddenly touched JPG.

Ah Yue: Ah Yue who agreed to make up the number of words did his best, forgive me, and give me another chance!

I really can't say that happy start of school...