Chapter 25

In the evening, in a single-room apartment somewhere in Tokyo.

After finishing a day's mission, Matsumoto Tetsu returned home exhausted.

As soon as he entered the house, he found that there was another person in the house. He frowned immediately and then released several cursed spirits without making a sound.

Who is it?

While he was still stunned, a dark shadow rushed towards his head. He immediately turned his head to avoid it and reached out to turn on the light with a "click". The room suddenly became bright. Looking down, he found that the dark shadow was a red apple.

Looking towards the living room, a strand of silver hair appeared on the sofa with its back to the door, and a hand waved weakly on it.

Tetsu Matsumoto: ...

He stood there in silence for a long time, thinking about what the consequences would be if he and Moscato got into a fight here, and finally thought of this apartment where he had lived for a long time, and then he resisted the urge to beat him up and walked over.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, this guy must have something important to do so late at night.

"Why are you here so late at night instead of accompanying Xiao Hinami?" He walked to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and asked casually.

The man who was lying on the sofa and tossing two apples casually in his hands paused when he heard this, and then the two apples hit his face: "Ouch!"

Tetsu Matsumoto: ...

Is this so stupid really the Moscato he knows and not someone else pretending to be him?

He put the coffee in front of the man who was rubbing his face, and sat opposite him. He said with disgust: "You really are..."

Then he asked: "Tell me, why did you come here?"

Moscato rubbed his face, and his movements gradually slowed down. He returned to his previous sluggish look, picked up the coffee on the tea table and poured it into his mouth. Matsumoto Tetsu had no time to stop him: "Wait a minute...!" It 's

so bitter!

He did it on purpose!

Moscato's face wrinkled immediately. He resisted the urge to spit out the coffee in his mouth and swallowed it hard, but still didn't say anything.

Matsumoto Tetsu didn't care. He took out a can of sugar from under the tea table, scooped a few spoons, put it in the coffee, and then sipped the coffee leisurely.

After a long time, when he was almost done with his coffee, the person opposite him finally spoke.

"Matsumoto, is this my fault?"

Is it because of my original self that this happened?

Moscato's words were incoherent, but Matsumoto Tetsu understood them. He glanced at the man lying on the sofa opposite him in a very decadent manner: "Oh? Tell me about it." What

kind of mess are you thinking about? ?

Moscato heard the sarcasm in his words, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it. He just raised his eyelids lazily: "If I hadn't been with Kohimi at the beginning, the organization wouldn't have noticed him, and he wouldn't have suffered this series of injuries..."

So, he is the culprit...

"So, do you think you are the culprit?" Matsumoto Tetsu interrupted him.

Moscato thought for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "Maybe, I think I have a big role to play."

"So this is why you don't dare to accompany Xiao Hinami now?" Matsumoto Tetsu raised his eyebrows with a very strange expression.

Moscato: ...

He lay back on the sofa silently, ready to be a quiet and silent corpse.

Moscato: I am dead, burn paper if you have something to doJPG

Matsumoto Tetsu: ...

Matsumoto Tetsu slowly revealed a gentle smile: "I say, Moscato, you are not going to keep hiding from me like this, are you?"

Moscato: Don't bother me, I'm just a corpse that can't speak and has no emotions.

Matsumoto Tetsu narrowed his eyes, and several cursed spirits appeared around Moscato. When the silver-haired man opened his eyes and was about to attack, he was dragged out of the house by several cursed spirits.

Moscato: ...

Moscato: ? ? ?

Moscato: !!!

After driving the man out, Matsumoto Tetsu drank his coffee happily, and then manipulated the cursed spirit to clean up the house, and then went straight to rest.

Therefore, he did not see that the moment he closed the door, a very familiar silver-haired cat appeared on the sofa in the living room.

Moscato: It's me, I'm back again.

At this time in the hospital——

"Brother Jingguang, where is Moscato?" Akabane Higen ate the last bite of cake with a "wow", but still did not see the familiar figure in the ward, so he asked with some confusion.

Morofushi Jingguang looked at his confused look, and the thought that had been suppressed in his heart before appeared again: "Higen, what is the relationship between you and Moscato..."

"Huh?" The boy looked up at him in confusion. Morofushi Jingguang swallowed the second half of the sentence and shook his head: "Nothing."

"It seems that Moscato has something that he hasn't dealt with yet. I guess he will come to see you when he has dealt with it."

"Oh." Akabane Higen responded very disappointedly. He had promised to be his cook when he was recuperating at the base, but now there was no sign of him.

Seeing his lost look, Morobushi Jingguang suppressed his wild thoughts, tucked the quilt for him gently, and then smiled: "Okay, Hitomi, you should have a good rest first, I will come to see you later."

After watching the boy close his eyes obediently, Morobushi Jingguang quietly retreated.

The next morning, in the hospital,

the closed door was suddenly pushed open by a hand, and then a man flashed in. His whole body was tightly wrapped in a black windbreaker, and even his hair was covered by a black hat.

The man was holding a small box in his hand. He walked slowly to the bed, then put the small box on the bedside table, stood by the bed, looked at the sleeping boy on the bed for a while, and then turned and left.

The moment he turned around, he felt a force coming from the corner of his clothes. He froze instantly, holding his breath, and stood still, not daring to move.

After a long time, there was no movement behind him. The man slowly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the boy behind him whispered: "Moscato..."

"Moscato, I know it's you."

The man and Moscato sighed silently, and then they smiled with a familiar, careless smile: "Is Xiao Rijian awake?"

He turned around as if nothing had happened, looking at the boy who should have been sleeping soundly on the bed but now had clear eyes, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Why didn't you come to me?" The boy's voice was very aggrieved, and he was reprimanding him in a low voice.

Moscato sat on the edge of the bed, bent down, rubbed the boy's cheek with his forehead, and gently put his hand back into the quilt: "I still have something to do, didn't I come to see you now?"

Liar.

If he hadn't woken up, he would have left quietly long ago.

But Akabane Higen did not expose his lie and pretended to know nothing, just like he knew what Moscato was entangled with as soon as he saw his expression. He just pursed his lips and said, "Well, when you've dealt with it, be sure to come to me."

Moscato adjusted the boy's position so that he could sleep more comfortably, then touched his soft hair, and said in a very soft tone: "Okay."

"Be good and have a good rest."

"Be obedient, it's still early, sleep a little longer."

The boy nodded very obediently, then looked at him with his dark eyes: "Moscato, you must not escape."

"Okay, I promise."

Hearing his promise, Akabane Higen retracted his head into the quilt with satisfaction, and then closed his eyes.

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Akabane Hitomi: Moscato, you have no heart

Moscato: Don't cue me, I'm just a corpse that can't speak and has no emotions I

've been idle for several days, my drafts are gone, and my inspiration is almost gone (crying)