22 Chapter 22
This was the first time Messiah had such an intimate interaction with a human. Although he had close contact with Superman in the previous world, it was more like mental manipulation than intimate interaction.
Meeting Jason's sparkling eyes, Messiah stuttered instantly: "I, I..."
Messiah was somewhat at a loss, and this helplessness diluted the remaining inhumanity in him, making him look a little more alive.
"I knew this day would come." Jason spun Messiah's hand in a circle, saying happily, "Katherine is so smart, Willis isn't stupid either, and I, I'm just barely okay. How could I possibly be the little idiot those annoying people are talking about?"
Messiah was pulled around by Jason and for a moment he couldn't break free from Jason's hand.
Jason must be too strong, Messiah thought. If he could shake off Superman's hand, how could he be unable to do anything to an 8-year-old human child?
In the void, a certain being smiled with relief and withdrew its gaze from the Messiah.
Messiah's eyelashes fluttered, he looked up to meet Jason's eyes, then quickly looked away.
But after a few seconds, Messiah couldn't help but look at Jason again, repeating the steps of raising his eyes and dodging.
Messiah's face was getting redder and redder. He wanted to say goodbye to Jason and then go carry out his goal of bringing liberation to the world, but he tried several times and couldn't say it after seeing Jason's joyful expression.
He was not such an indecisive person before.
Just hours ago, he had destroyed a world. Just hours later, he couldn't even say no to a little boy.
It's not that Jason didn't notice the strange feeling around Messiah, but for an eight-year-old orphan, the fact that his only living relative had finally returned to normal was enough to dispel all his doubts and anxieties.
"Messiah~" Jason straightened Messiah's shoulders, "Stand still, I'll comb your hair for you."
Messiah said blankly, "Comb your hair...?"
He looked down and saw his long hair, which had gradually changed from white to blonde, scattered messily on his shoulders, with a few particularly short strands of hair sticking out here and there.
Jason picked at the seam of his pants awkwardly. Messiah's messy hair, which looked like it had been chewed by a dog, was his work.
The Messiah never combed his hair. In the last world, he hardly slept, and his hair and clothes were always kept clean and tidy, so the Messiah never had to take care of them himself.
He looked up into Jason's blue eyes and wanted to say that he could make his hair smooth again, but Jason pulled out a wooden comb before he could.
Jason clumsily combed Messiah's long hair with a wooden comb and whispered, "Do you remember Katherine, Messiah? Katherine is our mother. She also had long golden hair, exactly the same color as yours."
Actually, there is a difference. Catherine's hair is pure gold, but Messiah's hair is mostly white. It is said that this is because Messiah lacks a...
Well, he had forgotten what that was, too.
But he heard Willis and Catherine say during their quarrel that it was Catherine's drug abuse that caused Messiah to become like this.
"This wooden comb is Kai..."
Jason suddenly stopped talking. He looked at his tiny brother, and the strong desire to protect him made him shut his mouth.
It's a good thing that Messiah doesn't remember Willis and Catherine. This way, Messiah won't have to cry secretly every night like him. Crying is very uncomfortable.
Jason tried to change the subject, but it only made it more obvious: "Look, your hair is done."
His performance was really poor, but fortunately he met the Messiah who was extremely gullible, and the Messiah was actually distracted by him.
Messiah subconsciously twirled his hair with his fingers and said hesitantly, "Thank you, thank you?"
Jason looked at Messiah who was looking back at him obediently, and couldn't help but pinch Messiah's soft baby fat with his hands.
"You don't need to thank me. I'm your brother, and I should do anything for you."
Jason said solemnly, "Messiah, I will always protect you."
Protect?
Messiah thought of Superman's "protection" in the last world, those actions that were called protection but were actually manipulation, and those that gradually turned into crazy acts of slaughtering everything.
This world is also destined to be destroyed. Will Jason become like this?
Messiah pursed his lips, but when he met Jason's sincere eyes, he nodded involuntarily.
"Okay." Messiah said softly, "I will protect you too."
As you are pulled down by this doomed world, I will bring you relief.
——This is the “protection” of the Messiah.
Jason smiled happily: "Okay! I'll protect you and you protect me!"
Messiah's ears turned red again.
Jason took Messiah's hand and said solemnly, "Messiah, stay home and don't go out. I'll go find something to eat. I might be back in a few hours."
Although it is called home, Jason and Messiah are actually staying in a tattered tent made of wooden boards and tarpaulins. There are many such tents in Crime Alley, which are filled with homeless people.
Messiah had not eaten for a long time. He had not consumed any food since the destruction of the last world metropolis.
"Food?" Messiah said without hesitation, "I'll go with you."
"No, it's too dangerous outside." Jason flatly rejected Messiah's request.
In Crime Alley, there were a lot of gangsters who would kidnap good-looking kids. To Jason, Messiah was the most beautiful and cutest kid he had ever seen, and those gangsters would definitely target Messiah.
Messiah's face tightened and he said seriously, "I can protect myself, and I can protect you too."
Seeing Messiah's persistence, Jason gritted his teeth and compromised.
In the past, Messiah would just stare blankly at one place, never having seen the outside world. Jason thought, he couldn't possibly keep Messiah locked up at home forever; that would be like breaking a bird's wings.
What's more, it would be safer for him to take Messiah out on his own initiative rather than having Messiah lose control of his curiosity and sneak out on his own one day.
Jason looked at Messiah's dirty little face and suddenly had an inspiration.
He slapped the ground hard, carefully smeared Messiah's face, and then took out a tattered scarf from the nest and wrapped Messiah's face into a ball, leaving only a pair of golden eyes exposed.
"Jason, there's a tenjin."
Messiah muttered through the layers of wool, "I can't wash it."
Wait, it seems like he doesn’t need to breathe...?
Messiah couldn't help but raise his hand and knock on his head - he couldn't hit it, so he could only hit the ball on the scarf. How could he be so stupid as to forget this?
It seemed that after his body became smaller, his thinking also slowed down.
Jason was startled and hurriedly unwrap the scarf, leaving a gap for Messiah to let air in, before re-wrapping it.
“Sorry, Messiah.” Jason scratched his head awkwardly. “I forgot you had to breathe…”
Messiah carefully kept the ball on his head from falling apart and shook his head. "It's okay. I forgot I could stop breathing."
Jason thought Messiah said this deliberately as a joke to comfort him. He looked at Messiah with great emotion and couldn't help but hug Messiah's round balls and kiss him hard.
After the kiss, Jason blushed.
How could you behave so unsteadily!
Jason walked out with his hands and feet together, and Messiah, holding a huge ball on his head, also imitated Jason's movements and walked out with his hands and feet together.
Maybe everyone in this world walks with their hands and feet together. Messiah was convinced that he had fallen to the ground before, perhaps because he didn't have his hands and feet together.
After Jason discovered that Messiah was imitating his wrong way of walking, there was another chaos.
Jason carefully poked his head out and after confirming that there was no one in the alley, he pulled Messiah out.
"Remember, no matter what happens, don't take off your scarf." Jason warned as they walked, "Be sure to protect your scarf."
Messiah nodded cautiously, using a little strength to protect the scarf and prevent it from unraveling.
Jason's wrapping of the scarf was at two extremes. Before, it was so tight that Messiah couldn't even breathe, and now it was so loose that Messiah had to use his ability to protect it from falling apart.
In order to protect Jason's young heart, Messiah, who believed that he was once a 16-year-old adult, chose to keep this secret.
The two of them sneaked through one alley after another, and finally, when they walked into a new alley, Jason spotted a hamburger paper bag next to a trash can.
Excitement swept away Jason's caution, his eyes lit up instantly, and he pulled Messiah towards the trash can.
"That's great, Messiah," Jason said happily. "If we're lucky, we might even get some hamburger buns and lettuce! If we're even luckier, we might even find some leftover chicken."
Jason quickly shared his experience with Messiah, saying that there would be many picky rich people (compared to Jason) who would not eat the hamburger bun and lettuce when eating hamburgers, and this was their opportunity.
However, after running a few steps, Jason keenly sensed that something was wrong, and without hesitation, he grabbed Messiah's hand and turned to run.
Several gangsters hiding in the shadows of the alley suddenly appeared.
"Why are you running, kid?" the yellow-haired thug said with a grin. "Aren't you hungry? Big brother has some delicious food here."
There was a cold light flashing in Jason's blue eyes. The more panicked he became, the calmer he became.
"If they catch up to us later, I'll lead them away." Jason took two breaths and said quickly in a low voice, "Just find a trash can and hide in it. I'll come back to find you when it's safe."
How could two little kids outrun the gangsters? Jason heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and pushed Messiah's back hard: "Run!"
Not only did the Messiah not run away, but he stopped where he was.
"Don't be afraid." Messiah squeezed Jason's hand. He could feel the dampness on Jason's palm, the cold sweat from nervousness. "I will protect you."
Jason said anxiously: "I'm your brother, I..."
The gangsters caught up to them completely. Looking at Messiah and Jason standing still, they couldn't help but laugh, "Why aren't you running anymore? Are you too tired to run anymore? Do you want us to help you?"
Messiah protected Jason behind him. Jason struggled hard to step forward to protect Messiah, but found that he could not even shake Messiah's thin arms.
Messiah looked at the group of gangsters calmly, and a hint of divinity appeared again in his golden eyes.
He raised his right hand, and pointed his fair and tender little hand at the gangsters who were still laughing at them.
How sad.
It must be because the world is doomed that you have become like this, so let me bring you relief.
The warm and holy golden light exploded, and the gangsters only had time to show a look of surprise before they were torn apart by the golden light in an instant.
Perhaps out of some unknown selfish motive, Messiah did not turn them into bubbles directly as he did before, nor did he block the pain for these gangsters.
Blood and flesh were scattered on the ground, and the smell of blood spread.
"Messiah……?"
Jason's dazed voice came from behind him: "W-What are you doing?"
【Author’s words】
I just realized that the black gang has been □□, next time there are □□ little angels to catch the bug and remind me so that I can fix it wuwuwu [burst crying][burst crying]
Love you! [Red Heart][Red Heart][Red Heart]
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