[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

"Did the woman get away?"

"Run to the border."

"That means she's dead."

"of course."

I secretly pulled up the quilt to cover my face, but Squalo tore it off impatiently and threatened me to take medicine.I hated capsules, and asked him if it was okay to just infuse, and he called me an idiot and said of course not.While I was swallowing the pill, he started babbling again about the woman who got caught and continued to cry, and called me out, saying it was my idea, that I told her to run away.

"...Is she right?" I didn't care, "It was indeed I who told her to run abroad."

Squalo yelled that Luna, you idiot, I was really worried that he would shatter the vase, but the soundproofing of the single ward is really good, so no one knocked on the door and said please keep quiet in the hospital.

Speaking of private wards...

"When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Just stay here obediently, you useless trash!"

The shark glared, snatched my water glass, and then came back and tucked the quilt up to my neck, as if trying to strangle me.

"But single rooms are very expensive," I lamented proletarian bitterness, "every day I stayed I could hear the purse whine, and the sound of the money in the account rushing out."

This private hospital only provides services to the Pengo Lie family, and everyone comes here for serious injuries and minor injuries.There is reimbursement for work-related injuries. I am lucky to save my own life, and I have to obediently pay for the medical expenses.And even if it is reimbursed at public expense, single wards are not optional.It should be fine when I reach the level of my superior.

"That's what you deserve!!"

Squalo is particularly upset, I see.He walked up and down in front of my hospital bed, checking how much medicine was left in my hanging bottle, forcing me to take my temperature, calculating when I should take the second medicine, fetching water, ordering meals, and talking to doctors and nurses. Communication is really busy.

The curtains are not fully drawn, and the sun shines in. It is obviously a good day today.I lay on the bed, smelling the smell of disinfectant water floating in the air, looking at the light and shadow and blue sky outside for a while, and looking at the shark suspected of having ADHD for a while.

"What do you mean by ADHD!! If it weren't for your useless trash... don't care who I am helping!!!"

Obviously, Squalo was very angry and wronged, and yelled at me with his loud voice.I thought about it and felt that I was really unkind, and I was suspected of repaying my kindness, so I corrected my statement and said I am sorry, I was wrong. Spelby Squalo takes care of his comrades like a spring breeze, and is as kind and considerate as a mother.

He was even angrier.

"However, I still want to leave the hospital early." I earnestly said, "You see, I don't have much savings, and I haven't had any income during this period, so I really can't live in a single ward..."

"So you're an idiot!! I paid the money, get it!! I pay!!"

I froze for a moment, nana said oh then I will pay you back later, do you accept installment payment, how to calculate the interest rate, is it calculated according to the bank deposit interest rate for the same period, or is it the usury algorithm that the mafia prefers.

"--idiot!!!"

He looked at the rage, resentment, and despair of mentally handicapped children, and just stared at me like that, as if I should understand him completely just by looking at him.Since I'm a patient now and I can't fight, I need to be cautious when facing this shark, otherwise what if he wants to beat me.

I thought hard, thought and thought, and tentatively asked if you felt guilty because the executioner was you. It's okay hahaha it's you, but I feel more at ease.

Squalo's face became even darker, and he flashed his left-hand sword with a "bass", threatening sinisterly: "Trash, if you make a mistake again, I will kill you."

Damn it's scary, I'd better shut up and stop guessing.I made up my mind, closed my eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking that maybe this shark suddenly realized his conscience, and felt that we still had a little friendship after knowing each other and sleeping for so many years.That's right, that's right, this must be the legendary friendship between the underworld and the rivers and lakes. If one party is in trouble, all parties support it. It's really touching. It seems that I am not too much of a failure.

I pretended to be dead, but he didn't force it. He came to my window and looked down at me. His sharp eyes pierced people's skin like a sword.I quietly opened my eyes a crack, and saw his gloomy, bloodthirsty gaze.

"Hey, Luna, just leave that kind of thing to me from now on."

His fingers landed next to my face, the calluses from years of sword practice were very rough, with a hint of warmth.It's the right hand, I think.

"It's okay." I whispered, "It's all the same."

For example, if we want to kill a hundred people, if I let him kill them all by himself, can I feel at ease and justified?Impossible, all the same.As long as I live in the world of the Mafia and work for Vongola, then it will be the same.Sperby Squalo may be able to send the long sword into the chest of a human being without any psychological burden, but so what, does that mean that I can naturally hide behind him?

No one is born to kill more or less.Everyone is walking on their own path, and no one can replace anyone else.

Squalo frowned and gave a "tsk" impatiently and said that's it, then before I could speak again, he bowed his head and kissed me.

He is kissing me.

When I realized that I was responding to him, I felt a sudden panic that I had never felt before.One thing -- did I say that before, about this very important thing? - I want to stress: We never kiss outside of bedtime.

This is the first time.If he wasn't crazy enough to go to bed with a woman covered in cuts and blood, then this really was the first time we kissed... without any other purpose.

Would a buddy do this?Do friends with benefits kiss at other times?Will you say that you will leave all the jobs you don't want to do to me in the future?Friends with sex will kick everyone away and say that I will personally torture her, and then send you to the hospital to serve you water, medicine and tuck in your quilt before and after the run, and gnash your teeth and say that you are an idiot who can live in peace and I will pay for the medical expenses... …?

"...Got it, Luna," he sniffed next to me, and his lips were so close that he could touch them when he raised his head, "I will hand over all the work from now on. You don't need to worry about it."

The palm of his right hand is full of calluses from sword practice, which are hard, thick, rough, and warm.I used to always think, why does he have soft, silver-white hair like frost for a man like a shark who is full of coldness, aggressiveness and murderousness from the inside to the outside.Look, just like now, they hang down and hang around us, like a small, silvery world.

If I live in the sea.If I'm in the sea.

So, I'm sinking into the deep sea.

I shuddered involuntarily.

"Hey... Squalo, what on earth do you..." What kind of feelings do you have for me?

Tell me, ask me, at most it’s just a mockery—at best it’s just a mockery, laughing at my self-indulgence, a fantasy that comes from watching too many movies and novels, listening to too much music, and thinking too much all day long.impossible.Impossible... right?

"I……"

He is waiting for me to finish.Within close proximity, he was quietly waiting for me to finish speaking.He is clearly a rapacious, hyperactive, loud, ravenous, ferocious shark... No, at the moment before hunting, when keeping an eye on the prey, sharks are more patient than anyone else.

"I……"

I am looking at the ceiling.Through his shimmering hair, I can see the snow-white ceiling.White so empty.

"...I want ice cream, pistachio and chocolate." I said, "and KFC."

"Huh—? You just want to say this after dawdling?!"

Squalo was yelling at me, mad, looking like he wanted to pick me up and shake me, or just beat me up.Hey, why should I be so irritable, I didn't do anything that angered people.

"I want to eat." I pulled the quilt over my head, and the voice became muffled.

He pulled off the quilt and tucked it up to my neck again, his gray-blue eyes shot out a look of resentment that nailed people to death.He said I was trash, idiot, scum, and I was thinking about food or money every day, and said that ice cream was fine, but where did KFC come from in Italy, should he fly to other countries to buy one now?

"I don't care, I just want to eat."

It made him fall backwards.In the end he bought ice cream. KFC doesn't have it, but there are skewers like those sold on the streets of Sicily.He said that seafood can’t be eaten now, and he will take me to a good restaurant after I leave the hospital. If I have to eat KFC, which he doesn’t know is delicious, I’ll go abroad to buy it next time I’m free.

"……it is good."

I said yes.

The ice cream is delicious.I like these two flavors of Gelato the most.If I had to compare, I would choose the pistachio flavor.

I bite into the ice cream slowly.Squalo looked happier.He sat on the chair, kept looking at me, and suddenly asked me, Luna, are you still angry about the computer.

I was silent and shook my head.

Squalo looked happier.He even laughed.Instead of the bloodthirsty, insane laugh he's likely to have, he's smiling... laughing...

Have you ever seen what Sicilian street couples look like on a date?A man hands out a bouquet, and when a woman takes it, they laugh.

...that's the kind of smile.

—I am sinking into the depths.I know.

I know.I know...it's not okay.

The author has something to say: dignified.

Even if my Nanlou chops my hands, disconnects the network cable, and is crushed to death by papers, I can't write a single word!

... really fragrant.

No, no, no, I'm going to stay up all night... woo woo woo, but these two are so interesting, I really want to write about it.

I like this kind of sweet abuse sweet abuse [sudden tears