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

Beatrice didn't know when she stopped being afraid of the dark. The god of death, who was once afraid of being alone in the dark, now fell in love with the silent darkness.

She was in the shadows, eyes closed, as if asleep, but she wasn't asleep, she was awake, awake and alone.

This is what Beatrice has done the most in the past 12 years, thinking of nothing, lying quietly.

It seemed that there was a knock on the door. Beatrice lying on the sofa trembled her eyelashes, but she didn't want to move at all, but the god of death outside the door did not give up. in her head.

Beatrice frowned, she finally got up and went to open the door, but when she saw who the god of death was outside, her face darkened, and she almost closed the door immediately.

"Hey, little Cuicui, don't be like this," Bazel blocked the door quickly, pushed his glasses, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time~I miss you so much~"

Beatrice gave him a cold look, she was cruel, and tried to close the door, but Bazel let out a few comfortable sounds from the pain, but Beatrice's diaphragm was broken, and she wrinkled hard. He raised his eyebrows and said impatiently, "Don't make such a disgusting sound!"

Bazel moved his wrist without changing his face, and made an aggrieved gesture, "Xiao Cuicui, I came to you with good intentions, but I was hurt by your ruthless indifference!"

Beatrice pulled the door hastily, she felt extremely tired, and really didn't want to deal with Bazel, the difficult god of death.

"Hey! I haven't finished talking yet~ Xiao Cuicui is not curious why I came to you?" Bazel closed the door again and blinked his dark golden eyes.

Only Beatrice's indifferent face responded to him.

"I hate it~ I just said it, I miss you... Wait, wait, cough, did Xiao Cuicui forget what day it is today?" Bazel took out a folding feather fan out of nowhere , covering the lower half of his face, the light in the dark gold pupils turned slightly.

what day?Beatrice was taken aback for a moment, she thought about it, but found nothing special.

"Today is the day to choose a junior trainee, won't Xiao Cuicui pick one?" Yes, it's another one-year-old star, a junior trainee has become a real god of death, and there is a new junior trainee in the birthplace...

Beatrice's thoughts gradually drifted away, she almost forgot, because it was too long, too long to remember this day, she lowered her eyes, "That has nothing to do with me."

"Oh," a big hand grabbed her wrist, and Bazel sighed in his heart, "Xiao Cuicui, I didn't mean you, you should start again, with such a lifeless and decadent appearance... you still want to How long will it last?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Beatrice shook off Bazel's hand and said indifferently.

"That's impossible~ I want to have something to do with you~" Bazel grabbed Beatrice's hand, and dragged Death out of the house forcefully.

"Bazel! Let me go!" Beatrice couldn't break free, turned into a scythe and slashed at Bazel.

With a "ding", Bazel retracted the scythe with a smile, "Xiao Cuicui's reaction is really exciting, just go and have a look~"

"I don't want it!" Beatrice turned her face away, her frizzy blond hair fell down, covering half of her face, but Bazel still saw the corners of her stubbornly pursed lips.

She doesn't want someone else to replace Teresa, her dumb baby, an existence that no one can replace.

Beatrice was stunned suddenly, she looked at Arsha who was waiting not far away, a trace of astonishment flashed across her dim green eyes, she turned to look at Bazel, "Why is she here?"

"Sister Arsha didn't lead the little trainee either." Bazel explained with a smile.

Beatrice bowed her head in silence.

The selection of junior apprentices is carried out in the auditorium of the Death God Academy. After the junior apprentices are selected by the leader, they will be entered into the information for registration. The trainee gods of death who failed in the previous trial, if they were dismissed by the original leader, would return here and wait.

Beatrice was dragged by Bazel, and she pinned the fallen hair behind her ears. Beatrice only glanced at it lightly. Whether it was a small trainee in the auditorium, or the god of death who came to be the leader, there were many , Beatrice's heart was lightly bumped by something when she saw those innocent and immature faces.

Some pain.

Many years ago, many years ago, she passed the test, but her best friend, Teresa, was left here. Beatrice came here when she found out, and finally, she found in the corner At that time, her face was still covered with gauze, and she was injured during the trial, and she was abandoned by the leader before she even healed.

Beatrice didn't remember the dead word, and she didn't want to.

Memories were gradually revealed, and Beatrice looked towards that corner. Under the long glass window, there was a limp bean curd squatting, with two playful braids tied behind her head.

Beatrice froze.

black, black hair...

Before she came back to her senses, Bazel's voice came to her ears, "Is sister Arsha interested?"

Beatrice's eyeballs moved slightly, she looked at Arsha, but watched the Great Death walking towards that corner, Beatrice's heart trembled, she took a step forward, "You..."

Beatrice shrank her pupils, and as Arsa asked, she saw the child's profile.

If there is a miracle...

She thought she had waited.

"Dumb..." Beatrice rushed over.

That feeling, that feeling... as if the heart covered with ice and snow was slowly melting, winter seemed to be over soon, and she saw the bright spring.

Xiao Douding felt the shadow, she turned her head slowly, looked up stupidly at the white-haired Grim Reaper in front of her, blinked her eyes in confusion, and fanned her eyelashes like a small fan, "Huh?"

Arsha seemed to be stiff like a statue, and she quickly came back to her senses, because she had noticed it a little before, but the moment she really saw her, Arsha found that she was nervous.

How long has it been since she still has such timid emotions.

Arsha squatted down stiffly, trying to soften her voice, "What's your name?...Do you have a name now?" When did the little trainee have a name?Alsa had forgotten.

I even forgot when I had a name.

Xiao Douding pursed her lips, her pouty cheeks were very cute, she answered Arsha softly, "Tai Li, yes." She answered two questions from Arsha.

It wasn't Teresa that Nancy had called her, but Tony's nickname for her, Teri.

Beatrice blinked, a tear rolling from her eye socket.

"Dumb..." she murmured.

"Huh?" Terry Xiaodouding tilted her head and looked at the two gods of death in front of her in doubt.

"Are you willing to go home with me?" The two gods of death asked at the same time.

"Would you like to be my little trainee?"

"Ah?" Xiaodouding was stunned, because the sudden situation still had a sense of panic in his heart, and he couldn't figure out the direction.

Well, how strange.Will I be so popular?Teri tugged at her braid in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Arsa narrowed her eyes.

"Don't grab me!" Beatrice raised her small chin and looked at Arsha, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, the old rules, if you win, it's yours!" Arsha also sneered.

"A duel is a duel. It just so happens that I haven't been active for a long time!" Beati did not back down.

Bazel watched this scene with a smile, ah~ the weather is really nice today~

……

"Terry, don't be stressful in the trial, you've done a good job!" Terry has always performed very well in the Death Academy, and they can also see this trial.

Beatrice kissed Xiaodouding's face, and encouraged her softly. The day after tomorrow will be Terry's trial. Beatrice can't deny that she still has a vague worry in her heart.

"It doesn't matter if you don't pass, I can still support you," Arsha said, but she took out five backtracking hourglasses from her pocket.

Beatrice frowned, "It's too much, and, Arsa, don't spoil Teri." In Beatrice's view, giving trainees too much backtracking hourglass is a kind of spoiling, although Beatrice She also hopes that Terry will pass the test, but the original intention of her wish is because she knows Terry's wish.

Teresa has always wanted to be the Grim Reaper.

But Beatrice felt a bit of reluctance in her heart, because once Teresa became a regular, it symbolized her independence, and she became a god of death, a god of death who didn't need a leader.

The regret of not being needed quickly dissipated. Beatrice rubbed Teri's hairy head. She didn't tie her braids, and her cool hair drooped obediently behind her head.

"I don't want it," Douding himself waved his hand and rejected Arsha.

"If you don't want it, then don't, huh, don't regret it, don't come to me and cry if you fail the exam," Arsha curled her lips, and took back the retrospective hourglass.

"Terry, if you can't do it yourself, then obediently go back to school and start over again." Arsa is actually a very strict god of death, but, it's just that she wants Teresa to be happy.

"Well," the failure means that she didn't do a good job, Terry nodded, but she still took Aisha's hand and thanked obediently, "Thank you sister Aisha." This is the nickname she gave Aisha.

The other small hand held Beatrice's finger, "Thank you, Sister Cuicui, too."

"I will work hard!" Xiaodouding clenched his fist and waved it in front of his chest. His fighting spirit made the two gods of death laugh.

The day before departure, as usual, all the little trainees would go to the lecture hall to listen to Winnie Federer's teaching. Teri put on the new cloak Arsa had prepared for her, and listened to Teacher Winnie speaking on stage.

Winiferd caught a glimpse of these dark eyes. She was also a witness, witnessing Teresa's trial and the disappearance of this child. Twelve years ago, the moment she saw this child, she almost I thought I was dreaming, as if the past never existed, as if, it was just a nightmare.

Alsa once asked a question, if a person's growth track is different from her memory, is she still the same person?

But the moment they, even Arsha, saw Douding with their own eyes, the question she had raised disappeared without a sound. She knew, they all knew, that she was back.

She is still ignorant, but she is no longer dull or clumsy. She is no different from other young trainees. Perhaps because of the ridicule and irony she has suffered in the past, Terry Xiaodouding can gain a lot of various things wherever she goes. Such little candies.

Including the leaders of the students, they always care about her enthusiastically and praise her.

"Seniors are all very well," Douding said to Beatrice seriously.

"They all like you very much, because we, Teri, are so cute!" Beatrice hugged Douding tightly.

Everyone seems to have invariably never mentioned the past. The past that was immature for them, the past that used to hurt others to satisfy their own vanity, all accumulated in time into a deep guilt.

"What kind of world will it be?" Teri asked curiously after returning from the lecture hall.

"Well, it depends on your luck~" Beatrice tapped Teri's nose affectionately, "What kind of world does Dobby want to go to?"

"Hmm..." Douding was lost in thought.

"Are the things ready?" Arsha asked while checking Teri's backpack, "Although the bread is not delicious, you still have to prepare some, you don't like to be hungry even more." Arsha still put two The bread went in, she specially selected the bread with jam.

"Okay, okay," Terry pursed her lips, reluctantly agreeing.

"Do you want your candy jar?" Beatrice asked knowingly.

"Oh, I forgot!" How could I forget?Teri tapped herself on the head and hurried to get her sugar bowl.

"Think about it again?" Beatrice asked loudly.

"Tata!" Douding suddenly came up with the name, and she came out in a daze holding the sugar jar, "Tata...what is it?"

Arsa was stunned when she said the name, and Beatrice also choked for a moment, so she had to change the subject abruptly, "Terry, are you sure you don't bring the retrospective hourglass?"

"No, I have to believe in myself!" Arsa relaxed, Teresa remained the same and could easily be distracted.

……

Bazel was still standing in front of the passage, "Terry," he read out Terry's name.

Xiaodouding stepped into the magic circle, Bazel said softly, "Good luck, baby."

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