Tutoring colleagues - doomed

"Rachel, can I sleep with you?"

Tomogi appeared in front of Rachel's room with a pillow in her arms, looking at Rachel with teary eyes.

"Please, it's only for one night, I really want to find someone to accompany me, can you?"

Rachel shivered all over in an instant, and said with infinite entanglement: "...Sorry, I don't have that kind of hobby. Although I know it's impossible, my body and mind belong to Master Mukuro, so please give up. .”

"Huh?" Ten Wu was stunned, and then realized Rachel's meaning, "I don't have that kind of hobby either! Is your head full of such non-recyclable waste?!"

"Obviously you are talking ambiguously yourself." Rachel muttered, and opened the door to let Touwu enter, "What's the matter? Are you afraid of working so hard that Master Mukuro turns into a ghost to force you to work?"

Tomogi sat down on the edge of the bed, waved his hands weakly, "Don't mention him to me..."

That conversation in the evening was the worst one ever. She, who was an oppressed class, was forced to rise up, one can imagine how bad it was.She was not in the mood to work because of what Muke said, so she simply broke the can, ran to eat and drink, and then took a shower and ran here.

Rachel said with some concern: "You don't look very good, are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine. I just went to eat supper just now."

"Yeah, it's great to be so energetic..." Rachel lifted the quilt helplessly, "Okay, okay, I won't be bored with you anymore. Lie down first, it's too much to just sit. cold."

Ten Mist climbed into bed and lay down next to Rachel.Rachel helped her cover the quilt and tuck in the corners of the quilt, and then ordered this and that like an old woman, which made Tomogi feel depressed.

"...You seem like a housewife who has given birth to several children, so you look like a mother."

"Then, the one who listens to mother is a good boy. Baby, let me sleep well." Rachel pressed Shiwu's head into the bed with a grim expression.

Ten Wu's voice came from under the quilt, "I'm going to be smothered to death...you abuse children..."

Rachel lifted the quilt and said with a frown, "You are so difficult to serve. Are you a rebellious teenager now?"

"No, I'm a miserable green girl in a period of loss."

Rachel raised her eyebrows, looked at the pitiful look of Tomogi clinging to the sheets, but her heart softened.

"What happened this time? Did you really get scolded badly?"

"Actually, it's okay, it just reminds me of some bad things..." Ten Wu said sullenly.

"You get sad too? I thought your heart was made of plastic. It's cheap but strong."

"What a faux pas! My heart is made of glass!"

"That's right...then I would like to ask the over-age girl with a glassy heart, what troubles do you have?"

"There are too many worries..." He told Rachel what happened in the afternoon, excluding the matter of ability.

After hearing this, Rachel was silent for a long time, and rarely hesitated to speak: "Actually... I think Master Mukuro is kind enough to help you..."

Immediately she was strongly denied by Ten Wu, "How is that possible! Even if you are his fan, you can't favor him like this!"

"It's just that I don't think so. People like you are too kind..." Rachel thought for a long time before she said what she thought was the most appropriate description, "How should I put it... Well, ten Fog, you're like a porcupine."

"...I'm sorry, I don't think I'm that tough."

"That's not what I mean. In my mind, although the porcupine wants to pass on its own warmth to others, the closer the body is, the more the thorns all over the body will hurt each other. The same goes for you, Togiri, I can see you I'm desperately refusing something."

Ten Wushui lowered her eyes, "Is it so obvious?"

"I don't know why I have this feeling. I always feel that you don't really want to join Peng Gelie." Rachel was thinking hard about the words, "Didn't Ten Wu be injured by Mr. Ping before joining?" I was surprised that you were not afraid at all, and you were not angry after being teased by Master Mukuro so many times. Most people would have already thrown up their sleeves and left, but you have insisted until now. If it is not like Yamamoto The natural type, the idiot type who doesn't know anything, and you're neither."

Ten Wu heard it clearly this time.

"At first glance, you seem to get along well with everyone, but in fact, you keep a distance from everyone. You don't get angry or afraid, it's just because you don't want to get involved too deeply, probably because you think you will leave one day. You Standing on the edge of the circle, neither far nor near, but it is possible to take a step outside the circle at any time."

— This person also saw it.

Tomogi listened to her quietly.

"Keep an appropriate distance so that each other will not get hurt, and refuse to be touched by others because you are afraid of pain in your heart. Isn't this similar to a porcupine full of thorns? Master Mukuro is just trying to force you out of the egg It's just a shell, although the method is a bit more intense..."

"It's not just fierce, it's just vile." Ten Wu complained, and then murmured in a low voice, "But, I don't even have thorns, so it's understandable that I'm more timid than a porcupine."

"What did you say?"

"No. I didn't say anything." Ten Wu replied with a smile.

Smiling and saying insignificant words, it was telling Rachel that she was fine, and it was telling herself that everything was long gone.

Yes, everything is over.

Although I told myself so, why does it still hurt so much when I think about it?

She originally thought that the pain in her heart had already been healed.But even if some wounds are healed by time, time will only spread a layer of powder on them to cover up the bloody wounds. In the end, nothing is actually cured.The wound is still there, has not become shallower, and still bursts and bleeds in the dark.

——Does this mean to tell her not to forget?

Please tell me, mother.

"Well...Although I can't make it too obvious, but you can come to me when necessary, and I will... try my best to help you resist Muku-sama."

There were comforting words from the side, and Tomogi pulled out of his thoughts and turned his head away.It can be seen that Rachel is very reluctant to say the above words, her face has been twitching, as if trying to endure something.

Shiwu stared wide-eyed, "The miracle of the sky is even more miraculous than Master Mu's invariance!"

Rachel's face darkened, "I think you're looking for smoke."

"It's just the truth..." Shiwu suddenly changed his expression, rushed over, and hugged Rachel, "As expected, you are my close friend, and I like you the most!"

"Is it disgusting for you to keep talking about these things?" Rachel slapped her hand down hard, "Talk to Lord Mukuro if you have the ability!"

"Why should I tell him? I don't like him." Ten Wu hugged him even tighter, "What does God Rachel want? As long as I can do it, you can tell me and treat it as if you fucked me The return of two counseling sessions."

This is sincere.No matter what you have done, I will forgive you.

Absolutely will forgive you.

"Really anything is fine?" Rachel looked at her suspiciously, "Are you told to kill and set fire?"

"It's faster for you to do these yourself... Let's talk about things that are within my ability."

"Let me think about it." After Rachel finished speaking, she fell into deep thought.

Tomogi stared at her profile, her heart beating faster.

After a while, Rachel finally spoke again: "Tell me something about your past, can you?"

--it is as expected.

On the other side that Rachel couldn't see, Tomogi showed a slight sadness.

And the moment Rachel turned her head, Tomogi put on a smiling face again, "Don't feel bored and want to slap me after listening."

--nothing.

Ten Wu comforted herself in this way, and at the same time, began to open up the dusty memory.

"I knew from a young age that I didn't have a father, and my mother and I depended on each other for life. Although I knew that my father died unexpectedly when I was young, it is difficult for a single woman with a child to stop rumors and rumors wherever they are. Strange rumors began to spread among the neighbors. They made up things that were obviously not so ridiculous, so I was bullied a lot at that time, but I was bullied back a lot. Can’t imagine, my personality at that time was the same as It's not like it now, but it was like a hedgehog at the time, it would stab anyone it saw..."

"I'm really curious. How did you change from a hedgehog to a squirrel?"

"The reason?" Ten Wu was stunned, and replied blankly, "Probably...it's because my mother passed away too suddenly..."

"Oh? Then can you tell me about your mother?"

— can't tell her!

Shiwu pinched himself hard, suppressed the urge to refuse, and said in a normal tone as much as possible: "Of course."

"I'm sorry if it reminds you of bad memories, but you can just tell me what you want to tell me."

pain……

Suddenly there was a needle-like pain in the head.

Shiwu still smiled naturally, "It's been so long, there's nothing we can't say."

"Really? But it's better not to force yourself. Aren't you shouldering the important mission given by Mr. Libun?"

pain……

The pain is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's okay, you can recover after a night of sleep, Rachel's business is the top priority now."

——It's absolutely true.

"Then it's hard work for you."

There was a cruel pleasure in the smile, and the red lips parted and opened to speak poisonous words.

To this, Tomogiri responded with a smile.

pain……

it hurts……

"Remember that day—"

Her head throbbed like a needle, and she seemed to have returned to that room in a daze.

Outside the window, the moon was round and ferocious, and the pale silver-white moonlight shone into the unlit room.The living room was in a mess, as if it had been hit by a hurricane, and most of the furniture was smashed.There was dried blood all over the walls, windows, and floors.It was a scene of hell on earth.

She took a few steps forward, stepped on something slippery on the sole of her foot, and then she saw someone fall to the ground.

The moon hanging on the sky is very round and hideous, and it seems that it is also laughing happily at this tragedy.The scene she saw at that time is still engraved in her mind until now.

"Ugh...!"

Tomogi tightened his body and curled up into a ball, and a painful whimper escaped from between his clenched teeth.

Rachel gently hugged Tokigi, put her hand on her trembling body, and whispered in Tokigi's ear gently like a mother comforting a frightened child, "Is it painful? Poor Tokugi, you There is absolutely no need to torture yourself like this."

Ten Wu felt a pair of slightly cool hands gently holding her face, subconsciously raised her head, and in the next second was firmly locked in by the eyes with green light flowing.The once-familiar face had a charming smile that was different from the usual hearty, soft, sweet poison, bit by bit eroding people's hearts.

"Rachel...?"

"Don't worry, leave everything to me."

The bewitching words sounded slowly, and the consciousness gradually dissipated with the words.Before falling into darkness, Tomogi heard a soft voice echoing in his ears, as sweet as the voice of a siren.All the sounds suddenly faded away, turning into a puff of green smoke and disappearing.

"Is there anything you cherish?"

She heard someone ask.

... something that cherishes ...?

The memory in the depths of the brain was dragged out from the bottomless depths of the heart by something unknown, just like being dragged forcefully into the dark sea where the hands are invisible on the surface of the moonlit sea.

The heart suddenly twitched.

Ten Wu wanted to cover his chest, but his hand seemed to be petrified, and he couldn't move it no matter what.The palpitations continued to intensify, becoming more intense one after another.Ten Wu suddenly felt the pain in his head overwhelming, very painful, very painful.

Ten Wu heard a soft female voice calling out one after another.

"Ten Fogs—Ten Fogs—Ten Fogs—"

I was mentally prepared early in the morning...

Mingming has long since learned not to recall and expect...

But, when I think about it again, why does it still hurt so much?

The darkness overwhelmingly overwhelmed her.