Chapter 952 [Viewing Style] What Else Can I Do to a Handful of Ashes?
[This time, Behringer was in a coma for two days. When he woke up, there was no one else in the ward.]
He blinked in confusion, raised his hand to rub his dizzy head, and after calming down a bit, he realized that the vitamin injection was almost finished, so he pressed the call button next to him.
Soon a nurse came over and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was awake. After removing the injection needle, she routinely examined him, gave him a few more instructions, and then left.
Behrfinger lay on the bed in a daze, head down, seemingly lost in thought, until the phone rang, bringing him back to his senses.
It was Xiao Ye who called.
As soon as Behfinger answered the call, he heard Xiao Ye's annoyed voice.
"Beibei! What's wrong with you these past two days? Why haven't you answered your phone!"
"I'm sorry, I've been in the hospital for the past two days and haven't been able to answer the phone," Behringer said, sounding somewhat downcast.
Xiao Ye paused for a moment, then raised her voice dramatically, "Huh!? The hospital? You're injured? How serious is it! Who did this?!"
Behfinger shrugged, his dejected mood subsiding somewhat, and quickly explained, "No, no, I'm not injured. I just suddenly fainted and was brought to the hospital."
"Huh?" Xiao Ye relaxed instantly upon hearing this. "Oh, I was scared. Are you alright?"
“No, I’m perfectly fine,” Behringer replied confidently.
"That's good. I'll pass your task on to someone else. You can rest well these days~" Xiao Ye said cheerfully and then hung up the phone.
Behrfinger blinked, glanced at his phone, put it away, threw back the covers, got out of bed, and prepared to leave the hospital.
However, just before he was about to leave, Matsuda Jinpei arrived first. Seeing that Behringer looked normal, he immediately relaxed.
"Are you alright? Is anything bothering you?"
Behrfinger shook his head. "No."
"That's good." Matsuda Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief, then looked him up and down. "Were you just about to leave?"
Behrfinger nodded.
"Let's go then." Matsuda Jinpei led him away.
Liu Qingyao took a sip of hot water. "Does Bertrand really care about Gu Gu?"
With his hands on his hips, Bertrand said confidently, "Of course I care!"
Morataya: "Didn't you say that you only have eyes for Chi-chan?"
Kawasaki Machi: "Would you care so much that you'd blow him up with a bomb?"
Bertrand: "These are two different things."
Others: "..."
The other three were all unavailable, and Matsuda Jinpei also had other commitments, so they parted ways after spending only a short time together.
After being told to get some rest, Behringer obediently went back to bed. He sat on the bed, rested his chin on his hands, and began to stare blankly into space.
During this time, Xiao didn't contact him either, and Matsuda Jinpei and the others were also busy, so Behringer spent a long time alone.
It was late at night.
Behfinger, who had been fast asleep, suddenly sat up. Soon, he slowly raised his head, but his eyes were empty and lifeless.
His eyes were unfocused, staring at a certain spot, and he murmured softly with his mouth slightly open.
"Jinpei Matsuda died in the line of duty while defusing a bomb..."
"Morikoshi Kagemitsu committed suicide after his undercover identity was exposed..."
"Idate Wataru died in a car accident..."
"Natasha came to the palace, and died for love after Idako's death..."
"Judith Taylor died from an overdose of experimental drugs."
"Akami Miyano was poisoned to death because she wanted to take her younger sister away from the organization..."
He paused for a few seconds while talking to himself, then slowly continued:
"Shiho Miyano, heartbroken over the death of her older sister, swallowed a drug called APTX-4869 and shrunk into a child..."
His face was blank as he tilted his head slightly: "Shinichi Kudo, because he was paying attention to the mysterious man's transaction, was forced to be given the drug APTX-4869 and shrunk into a child..."
"Xiao Ye... died because... Xiao Qian... disappeared... and her life force failed..."
After speaking, Bechfinger remained silent for a short while, then spoke softly:
"Behrfinger committed suicide."
After saying that last sentence, he fainted.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Because everything Behrfinger said back then actually happened.
They couldn't even focus their attention completely on a single sentence.
It was early in the morning.
Behringer woke up, looking exhausted. He felt a heavy tightness in his chest, a suffocating sensation that made it hard to breathe. He clutched his throbbing head in pain, and large tears fell, soaking the blanket.
A moment later, a cool breeze blew in. Bechfenger looked up, somewhat bewildered, at the closed window. Then, he turned his head and saw a platinum card floating quietly in front of him.
He paused for a moment, reached out and grabbed one corner of the card, looked it over, and then saw the word "Church" on the back of the card.
Behefinger lowered his eyes, put the card away, stood up, prepared himself, took out the gem R had left him, and activated the magic within to arrive at the church island.
He went straight to the church, and after asking Yuna, he found Morataya leisurely drinking tea and admiring the flowers in the garden.
Hearing the noise, the blonde girl, who was sitting elegantly in the chair, looked up and raised an eyebrow when she saw Behringer. "Oh, a rare guest, you little crybaby. What brings you here at a time like this?"
As she spoke, she took out a new cup, poured him a cup of tea, and gestured for him to sit down next to her.
Behfinger obediently sat down, looking at Morataya with a conflicted expression.
Morataya gave him a strange look. "What's wrong?"
Behfinger thought for a moment and took out the card he had just received.
Morataya glanced at it, nodded knowingly, and said, "These are wish cards randomly issued when someone's emotional fluctuations are detected. Did you bring them here because you have a wish you want to fulfill?"
Behrfinger blinked and asked curiously, "A wish? Can anything come true?"
“Of course.” Morataya smiled enigmatically. “It just requires the other party to pay a price.”
Behrfinger paused, then lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, seemingly weighing something.
He quickly looked up and asked earnestly, "Can you grant a wish, like bringing someone back to life?"
Morataya paused slightly as she drank her tea, nodded, and smiled, "Of course."
She put down her teacup, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at him with a smile. "So, what caused the person you want to resurrect to die? How much time has passed since then?"
Behringer choked up, then stammered, "...died from a bomb explosion, more than a month ago."
Morataya was silent for two seconds, then said, "Ah... it turned to ash."
Behrfinger: "..."
Morataya smiled and gracefully straightened her collar. "Okay."
"Huh?" Behringer blinked. "Really?"
“Of course, there’s nothing we can’t do, unless we can’t.” Morataya slightly raised her chin, then gave a knowing smile.
"Then... what is the price?" Behffiner's eyes widened slightly as he stared intently at the girl.
Upon hearing this, Morataya turned her scrutinizing gaze on him, looking him up and down before fixing her gaze on his deep purple eyes.
"Your eyes," the girl said softly, "I want your eyes."
Behffiner froze again, blinked, and pointed incredulously at his eyes: "My eyes??"
"Hmm, what do you think?"
“Okay!” Behringer nodded and quickly agreed.
Morataya was silent for a moment, then helplessly rubbed her forehead and said weakly, "You don't even have the heart to ask me why I want your eyes?"
"Right!" Behfinger snapped to attention, then asked with feigned curiosity, "Why?"
Morataya: "..." This guy has improved a little, but not much.
She sighed and asked Behringer a question: "Have you recently been seeing images that aren't actually happening in front of you when you're looking at someone?"
Behrfinger paused for a moment, then nodded honestly.
"Because your eyes have the power of prophecy."
"A prophecy???" Behffiner was dumbfounded.
“That’s right, otherwise why do you think your eye color is different from everyone else in your family?” Morataya said in a low voice.
Bechfenger fell silent.
Morataya adjusted her posture, leaned back in her chair, and continued:
"About three hundred years ago, the first child with purple eyes was born in your blue magic family. However, at that time, they didn't take it seriously and continued as before. But on his sixteenth birthday, he suddenly said that some people would die, and it did happen not long afterward."
Later, it spiraled out of control; everything he said came true, and there was no way to stop it. Finally, he killed the child to stop it from happening.
"A hundred years ago, a second child with purple eyes was born. Before his sixteenth birthday, the Blue Magic Family, which had just recovered, suffered another devastating blow. So they joined forces to kill the child and regarded the child with purple eyes as an omen of misfortune for their family."
"Then, sixteen years ago, the third child with purple eyes was born, which is you."
At this point, Morataya raised her hand and pointed to the slightly stunned Behffinger.
Morataya continued, "It's strange, but before the purple-eyed child, their family never experienced any deaths due to any reason. After all, people from blue magic families are generally quite long-lived, and besides, they live in seclusion..."
"Furthermore, these prophecies are all passive, and the objects of the prophecy are generally those who have a close relationship with oneself, whether it is in the present or in the future. Once a prophecy occurs, it will definitely happen, and there is no way to change it."
Through Behfinger's tearful eyes, Morataya continued speaking, finally fixing her gaze on him and saying with a hint of pity, "So, you really are an ominous presence."
Bechfenger burst into tears.
Morataya lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly. Finally, she couldn't help but laugh. After laughing enough, she reached out and patted Behfinger's head reassuringly. "Don't worry, don't worry, I was just kidding. You're not."
"Huh?" Behfinger looked up with red eyes, his face full of sadness.
“But the prophecy is true; what you are seeing is exactly what will happen in the future.” Seeing that Behfinger’s tears had stopped, Morataya spread her hands with a regretful expression.
Behrfinger: "..."
"Can't...can't we stop it or change it?" he asked, his voice choked with emotion.
"Perhaps not, perhaps yes." Morataya did not give a definitive answer.
Behrfinger lowered his head and mumbled, "Okay..."
"Alright." Morataya pushed the card on the table in front of Behringer. "Sign your name on it."
"Oh, okay."
Watching him sign his name, Morataya put away the card, then took out a box and placed it on the table, a sweet smile spreading across her face. "Come on, Beibei, don't be afraid, getting your eyes removed won't hurt~"
Bechfenger: !
He swallowed hard, looking at her with a horrified expression. "But you look so scary..."
Morataya: "..."
Oh my god, you actually said I, a beautiful girl, am scary?!
"Close your eyes," Morataya said expressionlessly.
He glanced at her cautiously, then closed his eyes nervously. Soon, he felt a pair of warm hands covering his eyes.
A second or two passed, and Morataya moved her hands away, each fingertip holding a pale purple, transparent sphere that resembled an eyeball. She placed the spheres into the box.
"That's fine."
Upon hearing Morataya's voice, Behfinger slowly opened his eyes, blinked, and looked around. "I can still see?"
Morataya scoffed, "What else? I only took away the prophetic ability in your eyes. This kind of thing is not suitable to stay on you."
Bechfenger asked in confusion, "Why?"
"Because you are too weak to withstand it."
Morataya's expressionless reply made Behfinger feel as if an invisible arrow had pierced his heart.
The blonde girl carefully put the box away. "That's how it is. If things continue like this, you won't be able to withstand the negative effects of the prophecy. It won't bring you any benefits."
Behrfinger thought about it and agreed, since he himself seemed to have fainted twice.
He looked at Morataya with a grateful expression and said, "Thank you, you're so kind."
Suddenly feeling like he'd been friend-zoned, Morataya stumbled, twitched her lips, and looked speechlessly at the touched blue-haired Ye. In the end, she let out a helpless sigh.
"Alright, hand over the things that Kenji Hagiwara touched." She naturally reached out her hand to Behringer.
"Oh, oh." Behefinger blinked, thought for a moment, then took out the birthday present that Kenji Hagiwara had given him and handed it to Morataya. Then, he suddenly realized what was going on and asked innocently, "How did you know I was going to resurrect him?"
Morataya smiled slightly, waved her hand casually, and then dismissed him, saying, "Alright, you can leave now."
"Oh, can't I stay?" Behfinger looked at the items in her hands with reluctance.
"No." The girl replied expressionlessly.
As she walked, Behringer turned back and shouted, "You're not going to do anything to my Yan-ge, are you?"
Morataya: "He's still just a handful of ashes! What can I do to him!"
Behrfinger: "Oh, I was just worried..."
After reading this long passage, everyone had mixed feelings.
After a moment of silence, Liu Qingyao coughed twice, "Ahem, although...but...I really couldn't help but..."
Everyone: "..."
"puff--"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a blatant laugh rang out. Turning his head, he saw a silver-haired little boy who was almost completely unrestrained by anyone.
Kawasaki Machi, sitting in the back row, lowered his head silently, coughed twice, and then said in a serious tone, "Don't say such things at a time like this."
Liu Qingyao apologized smoothly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"..."
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[Those who say I've been writing about BeiBei and not anyone else, did you even read chapter 930 carefully? It's BeiBei's turn to shine now (annoying)]
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