Chapter 59 Reunion
Duan Ke's consciousness was trapped in the small ball, quietly watching this distant memory.
My consciousness was blurry and the images in front of me were a little incoherent.
Although he knew that this was a forgotten past, the time that this memory had been away from Duan Ke's brain was too long. Duan Ke felt a little lacking in immersion, as if he was watching a movie, unable to fully connect these past events with his younger self.
But when his memory turned to the dense forest and the area where Qin Huai was forced to conduct military exercises, Duan Ke finally had a real feeling that the once forgotten memories had finally been retrieved.
He had almost forgotten everything about his childhood, and had been wandering in City A since he regained consciousness.
But Duan Ke still vaguely remembered that he had been seriously ill and that he was taken in by a cold and taciturn person who took care of him for a while.
When Duan Ke felt that he was clinging to Qin Huai's neck tightly and was being led by Qin Huai like a koala hugging a tree towards a cave, he finally confirmed it.
...The person who raised him for several months was Qin Huai.
Duan Ke found it difficult to describe his current mood. He seemed to have cried quite a lot, but most of the time it was because Qin Huai had forced him to cry in bed. The moments when he felt so sad that he wanted to cry were actually rare.
Unfortunately, the Duan Keqiu in his memory was completely unaware of the feelings of his other self.
He had just been snatched from the Dream Demon by Qin Huai, but the Dream Demon still consumed most of his magic power and his own charm. Duan Ke still couldn't sense the fact that his body was completely depleted. He only felt weak and his heartbeat was rapid. All his strength was used to cling to the people around him.
"Sir, it's a good thing you found me just now...otherwise I would have been eaten."
The faint smell of sweat on the man's body mixed with the unique smell of grass juice in the forest, forming a strange feeling. Along with Qin Huai's slightly high body temperature, it enveloped him with heat.
Duan Keqiu hugged Qin Huai and rubbed his work vest, feeling like he was rolling on a big, fragrant baked cake.
Although Duan may feel that this person is in a bad mood, or even very bad.
But Duan Ke recognized it as soon as he smelled the scent. This was the person he had been relying on for more than ten years. There was absolutely no way he could make a mistake.
Even in extremely poor physical and mental condition, the taste of this human was still far better than all the food Duan Ke had smelled over the years.
Duan Ke tried hard to hold back the saliva that was about to flow out, and pressed his forehead hard against the back of Qin Huai's neck, silently telling himself in his heart that he should not be a bad succubus who bites people secretly.
Qin Huai simply nodded in response to Duan Ke's words.
He stood at the foot of the mountain, surveying the caverns above. The young soldier's abdomen and shoulders were covered in deep wounds from battling monsters, and his lips were a bit blue from blood loss, but that didn't affect his reflexes in the slightest.
Qin Huai secretly calculated the easiest and fastest climbing route and began to climb the slope with his bare hands.
He was wearing military camouflage gloves, and his movements were surprisingly smooth. Such intense movement surprisingly didn't affect the man's breathing at all. Duan Ke inexplicably felt even more tired than he was, his eyelids drooping.
Duan Ke held his tail and lay quietly behind Qin Huai. The warm sunshine did not make him happy. His round eyes became slightly droopy.
...He has changed a lot compared to when he was a child.
The boy in my memory was not so cold.
He would get angry when Duan Ke dug into his bed and collar, and he would get upset when soldiers came to his door. He would even frown like a child when he ate unpalatable nutrient solution, showing his vivid emotions in front of Duan Ke.
Instead of like now.
Although his face was more angular and his scent was better, he looked as if he didn't remember or care about himself. Duan Keqiu thought about it and realized that this person was now like a cold machine in the military academy training room, only following the program and not responding to him.
Duan Ke thought about it and stopped chattering.
He felt his body getting even worse, a little hot. He still clutched the back of Qin Huai's neck like a koala, but his tail drooped, and his amber eyes dimmed.
After a few minutes, Qin Huai climbed up the cave and quickly and skillfully checked it with the instruments in his hand.
After confirming that there were no monsters, Qin Huai reached out and took the small thing off the back of his neck.
The man who had been entangled all the way wiped the blood from his face, controlled his strength, and held Duan Ke in his palm. He was silent, turning the little ball over and over, looking at it incomprehensiblely.
Qin Huai didn't say a word the whole time, all his attention was focused on controlling the strength.
A month ago, just before the military exercise began, he was arranged by his superiors to conduct three consecutive Level I sensitivity reduction adjustment tests.
This test can minimize the soldiers' pain sensation, so that they are not affected by these irrelevant factors during combat.
But because of this, Qin Huai no longer had any control over his emotions or the intensity of his movements. He had no idea if his strength would damage the small soft ball in his hand, so his movements became hesitant, as if he was unfamiliar with his fingers.
There was no change in Qin Huai's expression, but the scene from more than ten minutes ago was indeed repeating itself over and over again in his subconscious.
After more than a decade of sensory manipulation, his memory had been forced to the point of hyperthymesia. Even when his mind was about to collapse from this extreme focus, he was always forced to remember overly detailed images.
Ten minutes ago, the monster with a mouth full of sharp fangs and the smell of rotting corpses was about to swallow the small soft ball in less than a second.
When Qin Huai saw this scene, he was nearly twenty meters away from the scene, but he remembered it very clearly.
Duan Ke's screams, cries, and the fragmented whimpers after being bitten hard.
Qin Huai couldn't quite remember his reaction at the time. When he came to his senses, the pistol was empty and the knife was covered in rotting, smelly flesh.
…
Qin Huai hasn't felt any emotions for a long time.
Having killed countless monsters and survived inhuman experiments, he no longer knows how to deal with this violent reaction called "fear".
Qin Huai's hair, which had not been trimmed for a long time, drooped slightly, making it difficult for Duan Ke to see the man's expression.
But he could smell a faint scent on the man, almost bitter, like water with too much lemon juice squeezed into it.
“…Sir.”
Xiaoqiu said this awkwardly. He really didn't understand why he had to be turned over and over like clothes in a washing machine, and why he had to be picked up by the tail from time to time.
This made the teenage succubus feel like his butt was exposed. He stretched out his claws to cover his butt, and Qin Huai silently put the tail down.
Duan Ke successfully protected his butt, but he still felt a little depressed.
The physical discomfort became more and more obvious, but Duan Ke was concerned about other things and didn't pay much attention to this abnormality.
"Don't you like me..."
Duan Ke's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and the last few words were almost inaudible. "Do you want to kill me like those soldiers?"
Duan really trusts this person and has always wanted to find him as the owner.
Xiaoqiu couldn't hold it in any longer, so he bit his lower lip and let out two low whimpers like a little animal.
The person holding him hardly heard what Duan Ke said, and before he could ask, he felt his hand getting wet.
Qin Huai froze in place, unable to find words to comfort him. His heart ached like a knife, so he bit his finger and carefully passed the food to Duan Ke's mouth, hoping to distract the little guy with food.
"……like."
He paused, then added, "I missed you so much."
I wanted to go back to find you, but I failed many times and was finally caught again.
I've interrogated many monsters without telling the higher-ups, but there's been no news of you, so I thought you were dead or no longer here.
But Qin Huai didn't say these words. He just remained silent and handed over his blood again after many years.
The soft, sucking sensation from his fingertips seemed otherworldly. The young soldier moved his lower lip slightly, forcing a barely perceptible smile, and then pushed his fingertips slightly closer.
Duan Ke ate a full meal with Qin Huai's finger. He felt less uncomfortable, but a little sleepy.
"Sir." Duan Keqiu said lazily, "...you are really delicious."
"Can I eat yours then?"
Duan Keqiu used the simplest, non-sexual words to express the most shocking content.
"Oh yeah, I didn't tell you before, I'm actually a succubus!"
"Blood is the least tasty part of your body. It's such a waste! Can I eat something else? Can I? Can I?"
Qin Huai stood there, frozen like a wooden board. His breathing, which hadn't been altered by the intense struggle, suddenly became heavy.
It was obvious that Duan Keqiu could speak much more fluently than he did a decade ago. However, his mindset was still completely inhuman, more like that of an animal or a natural spirit, acting entirely on instinct rather than morality.
Duan Keqiu is a teenager. She is a succubus with subjective initiative and flexible wings.
He took Qin Huai's silence as indulgence, and with a whoosh, he jumped out of Qin Huai's palm and landed steadily on the belt buckle of Qin Huai's military uniform.
Qin Huai's taut abdominal muscles were touched by the soft, warm touch of the ball. Although his clothes were covering his body, he still groaned in embarrassment and looked down, his reaction almost at a loss.
The feeling of being unable to control emotions at the age of eight came back again, and the lines of Qin Huai's lower abdomen were very tight and almost hot.
He picked up the ball quickly, but didn't dare to use force, so he could only hold it away, his thin lips tightly pursed.
"...You are still a minor."
Qin Huai held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Minors shouldn't eat anything they want."
You have to be an adult to eat it.
Before Qin Huai had time to be petrified by the next half sentence that he had automatically said in his mind, Duan Ke actually displayed her succubus talent and interpreted Qin Huai's subtext extremely smoothly.
"Then adults can eat it?"
Duan Keqiu swung his tail and said, "Sir, when can I become an adult? Can I become an adult this afternoon?"
"……Can't."
"What about tomorrow? Tomorrow will be fine, right?"
This is someone who has no idea what "adulthood" means...
Qin Huai pinched his brows and sighed heavily, "No, it will take several years."
About five or six years.
Duan Ke was so frustrated that he fell to the ground and rolled around on the ground in dissatisfaction.
Qin Huai looked at the hard rock on the ground, picked up the ball without hesitation, and let him roll on his shoulder.
The faint smell of blood on the man made Duan Ke very excited, after all, he was a succubus.
But Duan Ke always felt that the fresh and pleasant woody scent on Qin Huai made him feel more at ease.
Duan Keqiu nuzzled Qin Huai's neck and whispered, "Sir, I like you so much."
Qin Huai heard it, but did not show the expected reaction.
He said: "Over the years, I have drunk a lot of other people's blood and said "I like it" many times."
This is a declarative sentence.
Duan Keqiu expressed dissatisfaction.
He said that he had been using the art of charm to eat all these years. And the first meal Qin Huai fed him in his life made him picky about food. Qin Huai really did something really bad, worse than a succubus.
Duan Ke finally reacted after he finished speaking.
He was confessing his crime in front of a demon-killing soldier! The uniform Qin Huai was wearing looked so familiar to him that it was hard for Duan Ke to guess his true identity.
Just when Duan Ke was trembling and trying to dodge away, Qin Huai held her in his palm and rubbed her as if as a reward.
"Don't call me sir."
Qin Huai held the ball in his palm to warm it for him, "I don't like this name... change it."
After Qin Huai finished speaking, he waited quietly without giving any guidance.
Duan Ke pondered this deeply. Ever since Qin Huai left, he had been hanging around the military academy, unable to get in and nearly getting caught several times.
There were too few reference samples, and Duan Ke had no idea what to call humans of this age.
"Then, call the Commander?"
"Change it."
"Hmm...what about Commando? That sounds good."
"...It doesn't sound good. Don't like them. Change them."
Duan Ke called out almost every pronoun he had collected, but Qin Huai said none of them were correct. Finally, he asked if he could just call them by their names, but Qin Huai also rejected him.
Duan Ke was completely at his wit's end. He racked his brains for the last time and hesitantly said, "...daddy?"
Duan Ke said this taboo word naturally in the softest voice.
A gust of hot air brushed against his earlobe, and Qin Huai's fingertips went numb at the name. He tilted his head and looked directly at Duan Ke.
Duan Kanke saw that he didn't refute and thought he had finally guessed it.
This time he didn't hesitate and called out softly, "Daddy."
Qin Huai could guess where he learned it from.
There was no shortage of foreign military instructors at the academy, and most of them were open-minded. It was indeed possible that a passing succubus would overhear scraps of a fight outside the academy walls.
Duan Ke was very proud of his own intelligence and wanted to shout again, but the moment he met Qin Huai's gaze, all the sounds were stuck in his throat.
It was difficult for him to describe the chilling feeling running down his spine, and he shivered slightly.
A pair of large hands wearing camouflage gloves reached out, and two sweaty fingers pressed against Duan Ke's forehead, with a stronger force than the previous inspection and caressing.
"Don't yell."
Qin Huai's voice was so low and hoarse that Duan Ke couldn't hear his emotions.
"...This is something you should only shout when you're an adult."
"Call me," Qin Huai paused before continuing, "Call me brother."
"I'm older than you, so it's a fitting name."
The latter explanation seems redundant, and I don’t know who it is a legitimate reason for.
Duan Ke didn't hesitate and immediately called him by that name a few times. Qin Huai's frown finally relaxed a little, and his expression became more relaxed.
So male humans of this age should be called "brother"? I learned that.
Duan Ke really didn't know what a bad thing "adulthood" was. Anyway, he now hated it with all his heart.
He decided to ask Qin Huai for compensation.
In reality, both creatures in the cave were in dire straits. Qin Huai was covered in deep wounds that required stitches, while Duan Ke had been drained of his mana and was on the verge of developing a high fever.
But they were all unaware and simply and purely happy about the reunion.
"I'm going to bite the back of your neck."
Duan Ke said, "Can you let me have a taste?"
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