Chapter 94 Chapter 94 Why me?

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By the time Mo Shiyu climbed to the ground, Mr. White Rabbit ended the woman's pain as gently as fingertips brushing across silk.

Blood soaked the ground under Mr. White Rabbit's feet. Mr. White Rabbit turned around silently and hopped to his side.

He bent down, touched his head with his soft rabbit paw, smiled gently, and said, "It's okay."

Mo Shiyu looked up at him, watching the blood trickling down the white hairs on his face.

The jungle environment was humid and hot, with a damp and fishy smell permeating the air. Light shone through the leaves and into the white rabbit's beautiful, clean, golden-red eyes, as bright as the sky.

This scene makes one's throat sour.

"What is this..." Mo Shiyu's voice was very low.

Mr. White Rabbit touched the wound on his face and smiled helplessly.

"I was careless. I didn't expect to get hurt."

He leaned against the tree and sat down, looking at Mo Shiyu. His voice was pleasant and hoarse. "Shiyu, do you know? Your future self once said something to me."

"You said that being a human is too hard, and if there is an afterlife, you want to be a mindless doll."

“…”

Mo Shiyu's face turned pale, his smoky-gray pupils trembled slightly, and he subconsciously clutched the doll in his arms.

The white doll used its two pointed tips to grab Mo Shiyu's elbow and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi silently.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at them and chuckled, seemingly at his own expense. "Back then, I didn't know what you'd been through. I simply felt I'd met someone very similar to me. So, I was very happy and told you without hesitation. Really? Actually, I often think so. Life is really—tiring."

"I said, in the next life, we will be two carefree dolls, but I want to make a bigger doll, like a 1.8-meter-tall rabbit."

He raised his hand to measure his height.

Mo Shiyu's lips twitched. "Why?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled and said, "Because the big rabbit can scare away bad guys, and if someone is sad, they can hug the big rabbit. The big rabbit is always willing to hug you."

"Even though I won't be sad anymore after becoming a doll, there will always be sad humans who need the comfort of a doll."

Mo Shiyu was quiet for a while and said, "Then we may not be very similar."

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head and looked at him, his voice a little hoarse, "That's what you said too."

Why make dolls?

Because the doll does not feel pain, nor can it be hurt. No matter how it is treated, it cannot shed tears.

Why make dolls?

Because the burden on his shoulders is too painful, but even so, when he wants to escape the most, he still wants to hug others.

They all wanted to escape.

From predetermined destiny.

The difference is that Sawada Tsunayoshi still misses his companions, but Mo Shiyu no longer does that.

****

As Sawada Tsunayoshi spoke slowly, the figure lying limply on the ground with gray hair spread out and winding on the ground seemed to appear before his eyes again.

He had been tortured by drugs for too long, and his expression was painful and not very clear-headed, but in his hazy eyes one could still see his determination to never give in, even if it meant death.

"Tsunayoshi-kun, it seems we are still a little different."

These seemed to be the last words he said to himself.

Tsunayoshi Sawada didn't know how Mo Shiyu managed to persevere through all those tortures and still maintain his self.

He persisted for so long and endured for so long, but finally, when the crow was at his most arrogant, he stabbed him deeply in the back.

Decisive and resolute, it's shocking.

Tsunayoshi Sawada and Mo Shiyu are actually not that familiar with each other. I don’t know if it’s fate, but their encounters are always short.

But from that moment on, Sawada Tsunayoshi would never forget this person.

For these eyes that are so impressive.

No wonder he was chosen by the world, Sawada Tsunayoshi thought.

It's really beautiful.

It's not that skin.

But it is the soul full of courage under the skin.

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly coughed softly and looked up at the sky. "Although it may sound a bit arrogant, I always feel that Vongola is your best choice."

He looked at Mo Shiyu, his eyes, which had returned to warm brown, revealed a hint of uneasy fatigue and weakness, but he was still determined. "If you must choose an organization, you should come to my side."

Not the organization, not the Port Mafia, not Millefiore, but him.

Mo Shiyu stared at him for a long moment, then slowly curved his lips and smiled, "That's truly a beautiful dream I never dared to even think about."

"Yes." Mr. White Rabbit had difficulty speaking, but he still spoke to him patiently.

"My house has many rooms, and many people with different personalities live here... If you're willing, you can choose a room to stay in. Our daily lives are lively, and occasionally a headache... But, if we encounter danger, we will risk our honor and everything to protect this family."

Mr. White Rabbit sat here alone, his hands stained with other people's blood, and his speech became slower and slower.

It was clearly the voice of a young man, but his speaking speed was like that of a dying old man, and there was sadness and nostalgia in his tired eyes.

"Listen..." Mo Shiyu was a little speechless. After a pause, he said hoarsely, "It sounds beautiful."

"Do you want to go back and take a look?"

Mr. White Rabbit sat on the ground and shook his head slowly, "I'm a little exhausted."

“…”

Mo Shiyu was silent for a while, lowered his head, and lay on his knees.

The wind came from somewhere, blowing up the fallen leaves, which were swirling in circles in the air and refused to fall to the ground.

"Tokiyo, Dazai must have brought you something... I think it's related to medicine. That's his most painful knot..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice grew softer and softer. "I, I wanted to bring something back, but I'm not very useful. Yuni is dead, Bai Lan is dead, and I'm the only one left to bear the contamination."

"But on the other hand, I opened a door, right under the host base in Slovakia. That's where the 'Book' is, and the Daisora ​​Ring is the key to the door... Tokiyu, take me and Dazai's tools with you, and talk to the 'Book'."

“This is the only way out.”

Mo Shiyu's head hurt more and more, his eyes were hot and he covered his head tightly.

"Why..." His voice trembled, his breathing was difficult, and he was unwilling to raise his head, "Why did you all come to see me?"

"Is my existence so important to this world?"

"Ah..." Sawada Tsunayoshi struggled to prop up his body, raised his rabbit paws, and tried his best to hug Mo Shiyu.

He whispered with pity, guilt, and reluctance, "I'm sorry for putting everything on you."

"Shiyu, what I seek is to change the fate of you, my companions, Alcobaleno, and everyone else..."

Yes, he had walked on that dead end road filled with golden-red flames.

Every generation of Sky Ring owners will take this path at the end of their lives.

This is the guidance of the ring.

The end of the road should be eternal and peaceful sleep.

He stood there, turned around, and walked back with a smile.

He couldn't close his eyes and couldn't rest in peace.

Even if his soul is torn apart, he will bring the only breakthrough point to this world.

****

The big rabbit hugging Mo Shiyu turned into a flying dandelion.

The snow-white fur flew farther and farther in the sunlight, and finally melted in the sunlight.

****

"Mother."

Smino squatted down and said cautiously, "It's time to go."

The gray-haired young man sat there, motionless.

"Mother……"

"Don't call me that!" Mo Shiyu suddenly raised his head, his eyes fierce, and grabbed Smino's collar, his tone painful and hoarse, "Why me? What on earth am I good enough to save the future of so many people?!"

Everyone came back to him, as if his choice could change the future.

He struggles in this world, and everyone is telling about his uniqueness.

But he had already tried his best just to survive.

Smirnoff said nothing, knowing his mother wasn't looking for an answer.

He was just looking for the strength to stand up and move forward.

The white doll struggled to lift its pointed tip and hug his arm.

She Yu, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke up, his tone slightly changed, "That is..."

Mo Shiyu turned his head and his eyes slowly widened.

Not far away, where Mr. White Rabbit disappeared, a few beautiful flames suddenly ignited, and a small and beautiful brown-haired child emerged from under the scattered black cloak.

He blinked his big warm brown eyes, sat on the ground, with fluffy brown hair, and looked at Mo Shiyu in confusion.

This scene really gives people a feeling of being shocked by time and miracles.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Mo Shiyu stood up, looked at him, and whispered hesitantly.

"...Tsunayoshi-kun?"

The young brown-haired child seemed a little shy. He hid behind his black cloak and looked at them with some fear, but did not run away.

"I..." He said one word timidly, "I am."

What's going on...

Mo Shiyu quickly wiped the red corners of his eyes and sniffed awkwardly, not wanting the child to see his weakness.

"Incredible..." Smirnoff muttered, "Is this the miracle of the Vongola ring's vertical timeline?"

Looking at his age, Mo Shiyu thought that this should be Tsunayoshi from this timeline.

I don’t know if it is possible that Sawada Tsunayoshi has come back.

He thought for two seconds, tried his best to put on a friendly smile, and took out a white doll.

"Tsunayoshi-kun, is the doll cute?" He seduced the child a little awkwardly, "Do you want to play with the doll?"

There are no snacks in hand, only dolls can seduce children. What a sad story.

The white-haired doll opened its black hole-like eyes and stared at Tsunayoshi motionlessly, sending the signal that I was very cute: "..."

Little Tsunayoshi looked at the doll silently. Two seconds later, the child quickly took two steps back, tears welling up in his eyes. He wiped his eyes with tears, "Wuwu——"

"Don't cry, don't cry!" Mo Shiyu quickly put the doll away.

The white-haired doll lay in Mo Shiyu's arms in disbelief, staring at little Tsunayoshi.

Mo Shiyu was afraid that the child would run around in the dangerous jungle out of fear, so he took two tentative steps closer.

But the next second, he stopped.

Because at the brown-haired boy's feet, a little lion with golden flames burning in its sideburns was sitting next to him, looking at him with its head tilted.

The little lion is here too!

And it's on fire!

What's going on?

It seemed that little Tsunayoshi also saw the little lion for the first time, but he was not afraid of it. Instead, he leaned against it and trembled together with it.

Mo Shiyu was speechless: "..."

No, were you this timid when you were little? You can't tell from the way you've grown up!

Show your might to freeze an ancient castle of thousands of square meters!

However, after being interrupted like this, Mo Shiyu felt better. Seeing that the child was emotionally stable, he squatted down and communicated with him as friendly as possible.

Fortunately, although Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little timid, he was not that wary of him.

After Mo Shiyu told a few jokes, he wiped away his tears and slowly began to laugh. He quickly told a complete story about how many people were in his family, what his parents did, and where they lived.

"Where are we?" Little Tsunayoshi asked softly, looking at the bushes around him.

"In the forest." Mo Shiyu said, "Go explore with me first, and then I'll take you home, okay?"

"Okay!" Sawada Tsunayoshi said crisply.

Mo Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but thought to himself that this was not a good idea. After getting out, he must train the child's vigilance.

How could he be kidnapped so easily? How could he become a mafia boss in the future?