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

The raindrops beat rhythmically on the roof of the camp tent. It was a rainy and not sunny day, just like Steve’s mood, depressing and dull. He returned to Brooklyn, acting like a clown in the real world. In front of the soldiers, play the hero who defeated the Nazis?

That feeling was... terrible, and Steve hung his head like a big golden retriever in embarrassment. He deserved the ridicule, and he thought it was ridiculous.

Facing the voices of the audience, he couldn't feel at ease at all, and he even got bored, but he couldn't say it, because his voice was too small, and compared to the audience's applause, his voice would not be heard at all.He could only hold on, completing one performance after another, and today, his 'audience' finally gave him the most honest reaction, it should have been like this, Steve thought.

Steve pulled himself together, hugged Teresa, lowered his head and asked, "What does Teresa want to draw?" With simple painting tools in his hands, it was obvious that he was teaching Teresa to draw.

Teresa blinked and thought about it, and Steve added, "Just keep it simple,"

Teresa looked up and met Thanatus' dog face sticking out her tongue, silly, um, it's quite simple, Teresa nodded and decided, "Tata, woof."

"Okay, that's how it should be," Steve held a paintbrush in his hand, and outlined a puppy's head on the white paper with a few simple strokes. He looked sideways at Teresa, and Douding looked confused. Looking at him, the little hand holding the pen was clenched tightly, like holding her little sickle.

After correcting Douding's pen-holding posture, Steve took Teresa hand in hand to draw the outline of a puppy. Seeing Teresa's eyes gradually brighten, Steve let out a breath.

"Hi brother!" Teresa praised.

Steve couldn't help but smiled wryly, "...that's not the case," he rubbed Teresa's hair, and hugged Douding tighter.

"Teresa," Steve looked at Teresa who was drawing with her head down, and suddenly asked, "Is there anything Teresa wants to do?"

Teresa stopped writing, turned to look at Steve, Steve undid Teresa's buttocks, and then tied them up again, his movements were much more skillful than before, "Brother has," Steve couldn't help but sigh.

"Dumb," Teresa nodded, teasing Steve with the earnestness of her childish voice.

"Oh? What does Teresa want to do in the future?" Steve took Teresa into his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head.

"Brother, what do you do?" Teresa meant that Steve answered first.

"Brother wants to go to the battlefield and really do something for the country." He has already joined the army, but why is he getting further and further away from what he wants to do?Steve's voice was full of melancholy, and Teresa's ears twitched.

"Go brother," Teresa said, looking up at Steve, and she tilted her head, as if wondering why Steve wasn't there, didn't do what he wanted to do.

Her eyes were too pure, without any impurities, which made Steve breathless.

"I see," Steve rubbed Teresa's hair. As an older brother, he had to set a good example for his younger sister.

"By the way, Teresa, what do you want to do?" Steve took two steps and suddenly turned around and asked.

Teresa clenched her small fists, her empty eyes were shining with starlight, a light familiar and unfamiliar to Steve, "Death!"

Steve was taken aback for a moment, thinking it was some weird story a child had heard, he smiled, and seriously cheered Douding up, "Come on!"

Teresa's eyes lit up, she stretched out her thumb, nodded, "Yeah!"

Teresa's channel was suddenly flooded with hahaha.

[Hahaha, humans, do you know Artest is serious? 】

[Hearing that the god of death is not afraid...human beings are really scary. 】

[No, no, no, it's not that I'm not afraid, it's that I didn't believe it at all. They never imagined that there really is a god of death in this world... who will take away their souls after they die~]

[Just like harvesting wheat, one size fits all. 】

【Hee hee hee, it's as simple as harvesting rice~】

[The tares pass by. 】

【Highland barley+1】

【Seeing it now, I'm actually even more curious... why Teresa failed the exam,】

[Well, it can be seen that she really wants to become the god of death, and the task is completed well, so why...won't she pass? 】

[Maybe it was done well this time. I don’t know what happened to her previous trials. I think it’s a good reform for the Administration to make the trial process public. 】

Steve came back quickly and in a hurry, "Teresa, wait here, Howard has called someone," Steve had a forbearance on his face, he was going to leave immediately, but he was still worried Little sister, he touched Teresa's cheek and confessed in a low voice, "Brother is going to bring Uncle Bucky back. Teresa is waiting for brother and uncle to come back."

Teresa only had time to nod and Steve left. She looked away, and the backstage was noisy. The girls were busy preparing for the next performance. Teresa's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her head to organize the drawing books and brushes It was easy to put it into the small backpack on the side, and the little black dog nestled next to the small backpack opened his eyes, "Wow!"

Teresa let out a "huh", put on her backpack neatly, carried Thanatus in her arms, and ran away quietly among the chaotic crowd.

Miss Lorraine who was sent by Howard entrusted by Steve: Where is the promised Douding?Where did you go?

Teresa, who aspires to become the god of death, was encouraged by her brother and set an example by setting an example. She was even more motivated, and the scythe she waved was also vigorous and vigorous.

"Can I trouble you to tell my mother that I love her, but I haven't been able to tell her."

"Can you help me choose a better place? Also, send me a bouquet of lilies, because no one will come to see me. I'm lonely in front of the tomb, and I look so pitiful."

"I don't have any wishes. If you insist on asking me, I hope the world will be peaceful!"

……

It was getting late, and the fangs of the night were exposed. Teresa sat on the stone steps and looked up the death list, while listening to the chattering of the ghosts beside her. Maybe people talk a lot before they die, but they don’t have the energy to say it. And this soul talked a lot, but none of it said what it wished.

With a lollipop in her mouth, her eyes quickly flicked across the densely packed names on the parchment. Thanatus was paralyzed by her hand. The dog's face was full of satisfaction, looking extremely satisfied, little The black dog hiccupped inadvertently, probably because he was full.

"I don't want to give them my money, so you take it all out and burn it to me! Burn it clean! Don't leave a cent!" Big George hugged his chubby belly and said aggressively. He couldn't accept himself and died. The scene where they happily discuss their own heritage, he's heartbroken.

Teresa paused and looked away from the list. She looked at Big George and blinked, "Are you sure?" she asked.

Teresa seldom confirms the wish of the soul. One of the courses she studied at Death Academy included the analysis of human emotions. People will make some wrong decisions under the premise of extreme anger. Big George’s emotions So excited, Teresa thought, he is already dead, so don't regret it again.

"Sure! Sure!" Big George jumped angrily.

"Oh," Teresa replied coldly, then stood up and patted the dust on the cloak.

……

"Burn," Teresa began striking a match.

"...burning!" Big George looked at the box of banknotes and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He turned around and hurriedly urged Teresa.

"Oh," Teresa was clumsy and scratched out two sticks, and Big George was disturbed by the small voice, "Can you use matches?!" Seeing that he hates iron and steel She looked like she'd be willing to squeeze Teresa out of the way if she could.

"..." Teresa pursed her lips slightly as she looked at the two charred sticks beside her hand, she lowered her head and mumbled, "I will!" It just didn't work for a long time.

"呵啦" A cluster of small flames ignited in front of Big George's eyes. He was obviously a soul, but he suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Wait, wait!" Big George stopped Teresa, his eyes fixed on the cluster of small flames for a moment.

"Huh?" Teresa looked over.

After waiting for a long time, the flame gradually extinguished in Teresa's hands.

Teresa was silent, staring at Big George with stagnant eyes, Big George felt guilty when she saw him, he waved his hand, "Forget it!"

"Forget it?" Teresa tilted her head, as if she was wondering about the capriciousness of human beings.

"Don't burn it anymore," Big George's whole soul was much depressed, and he had long lost his previous momentum. He stared at the box of money and finally sighed deeply.Many things were realized only after death, and it is useless to think about them now.

"You can donate for me," Big George waved his hand, "write my name, so that I can be considered a good person, at least someone will remember my kindness."

"Well," Teresa agreed, but secretly muttered that humans are strange animals.

"Okay, you do it," Big George closed his eyes, Teresa turned into a scythe, and just when Big George was about to strike, he suddenly opened his eyes again, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Teresa," Teresa paused as she raised her hand, the cold blade was shiny and sharp.

Big George whispered the name twice, folded his arms, and said fiercely, "Thank you, Teresa."

"Well, you're welcome," Teresa nodded invisibly, very politely, and lowered her raised hand.

"I'm going back," it was already late at night, Teresa yawned and rubbed her eyes, she was sleepy.

Douding looked at the little black dog and said, "Go back," implying that the dog should take her back.

"Woof~" Thanatus whimpered aggrievedly. It has always brought Teresa back by remembering the smell of Steve's soul. Now that Steve is gone... the dog can't do anything. .

"Huh?" Teresa and Thanatus stared at each other.

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"What, didn't you find it?" Howard scratched his head. He was reported to him just after he came back. "I promised the captain to take good care of his sister. How should I explain when the captain comes back?"

"Have you found all the bases?" Howard asked.

"No," Lorraine shook her head. No matter what, Teresa was just an ordinary child, and it was impossible to mobilize people to find her.

"Probably ran somewhere to play," Howard guessed.

"...No, maybe, she followed the performance team to the next tour location." Lorraine suddenly thought that Teresa might be following those performers to the next tour. "I will contact them tomorrow morning."

Howard nodded, agreeing with Lorraine's handling.

So by accident, no one knew that Douding was outside...and he couldn't find the way back.

[Overall strength, Teresa is not inferior to other trainees. At present, it seems that there are actually trainees who are inferior to her. 】

【I can't say that, Teresa's world is so peaceful, nothing is difficult,】

[emmm just came from Sigrid's channel, Teresa's side...it's really easy,]

[The trial not only saw Xi's task completion, but also indirectly tested their adaptability. Teresa's harmless appearance and behavior of seeking asylum are very wise. At least for now, it seems that she has saved a lot of trouble. 】

[Wow, this analysis is amazing. 】

[From this point of view, Teresa is indeed an intern who integrated into the small world in the shortest possible time. Although there are some restrictions in some aspects, she also saves supplies. I can only say that she is lucky, and everyone she meets is a good man. 】

In the classroom of the Death Academy, there is a special explanation of what kind of animal a human is, and many trainees will be wary and repulsive towards humans.

So they will walk alone, fight alone, and hide in the dark, because for the god of death, harvesting human souls is a job, and coming to this world is a job requirement, and they will not spend time establishing contact with humans. The unequal lifespan, the inconsistency of races, and many others are the reasons why humans are separated from the god of death. Few trainees like Teresa will take the initiative to save people, or even be adopted by humans.

Teresa, whose eyelids were battling, didn't know that a certain expression of hers had been magnified for analysis. She was very sleepy now, very sleepy.

After a fall, Thanatus finally realized the seriousness of the situation. He hurriedly found a fairly clean alley, picked up old cardboard newspapers, and laid it out. Teresa rubbed her eyes and took the Li took out the blanket and covered it, hugged Thanatus and closed his eyes.

The little black dog stuck out its pink tongue and licked its master's cheek, "Wow," good night, little master.

"Hmm...Tata, good night...wait, brother...uncle..." Teresa's cry was lost in the darkness, and finally turned into a silent silence.

The author has something to say: Teresa: Thank you ladies and sisters for your messages, and Dai Bao gave me a laugh! (o?▽?)o