Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Growing a Heart
93
Blood flowed down his scalp, dyeing She Yu's pale face bright red. He felt the body in his arms, raised his rosy lips, pressed them against Mo Shiyu's chest, and slowly closed his eyes.
"I'm your doll."
His voice penetrated into Mo Shiyu's ears like mist, and the doll in his arms was still expressing his love.
Mo Shiyu heard the heartbeat.
It was faint at first, then gradually became clearer, overlapping with his heartbeat.
The skin of the young man in his arms was as cold as a snake. His bloodless fingers were pressed against his back and neck, like moving snake scales, yet he felt reassuring, as if he was hugging him.
Sheyu grew a heart in his arms.
This realization made Mo Shiyu's breathing quicken, and he tilted his neck back as if he was short of breath.
She Yu raised his head and silently licked the blood that had stained his original body's cheek.
No one is more suitable for you than me.
Please touch me, use me, hug me, trample me.
The invisible ghost grew flesh and blood in love, and its bones and flesh felt numb with every touch.
Mr. White Rabbit raised his paw and touched his soft, elastic ears. A little red tinged his white fur, and he smiled softly and shyly. "Oh, what's going on? I'm so embarrassed."
The world is indeed different.
He was smiling, but Smirnoff, who was not far away, had a cold expression on his face, and a poisonous green hue appeared in the depths of his dark green eyes.
Especially when the white-haired boy raised his head and licked the blood on his mother's face, Smino could hardly control the murderous intent in his heart.
Mother, why were you so defenseless and let him do whatever he wanted...
That indulgent, compassionate look, as if it didn't matter what was done to him.
This is too much.
The mother had no idea what kind of monster his preference would breed.
His immature mother had no special powers, and he was as fragile and fragile as a baby bird that had hatched prematurely. He was not strong enough to deal with the world's malice towards him.
There are so many people coveting him.
A fragile mother simply cannot bear uncontrolled desires.
That's why the insects must protect their mother.
This weird guy, who was showered with all his mother's love as soon as he appeared, made him feel more threatened than the white-haired rabbit beside him.
He is bewitching his mother.
However, just as Smino took a step towards Mo Shiyu, the white-haired boy raised his head and looked straight at him with his scarlet eyes.
Smino's movements suddenly paused.
The young man leaned in the original body's arms, his body motionless, only half of his face was bloody. He jumped over his mother's shoulders and leaned towards him, looking a bit like a ghost crawling out of the water.
There are no bones, as if the neck is broken.
The back of his head is lovingly supported by his mother.
He is...!
He had felt this kind of preference from his mother before.
Smino looked at the doll leaning in Mo Shiyu's arms.
——Mother’s favorite doll.
The young man occupied Mo Shiyu's arms, and the doll also occupied a part of him.
Smirnoff always thought that it was just an ordinary doll without life. Because his mother liked it, he even bought a small cushion and a small quilt for the doll to please her.
Now, as if he understood something, Smino suddenly bared his fangs, his eyes showing the anger of being teased.
You cunning little girl! From the beginning to the end, you were the one who seduced your mother!
Who does he think he is?
Even if a mother must love someone, it should be that person determined by her physiological structure, who she will completely devote her body and soul to and will never harm!
Whether they are humans or other monsters born with deformities, they have the potential to exploit and harm their mothers.
Smirnoff wanted to get closer and kick the rude doll aside, but his mother, with her back to him, unconsciously protected the doll.
The worm with dark green hair felt its teeth roots tighten.
His great mother now looked like a tyrant king indulging in his enchanting concubine.
****
Mo Shiyu's face and ears felt red for no reason.
In his arms, the body between a boy and a young man was thin and beautiful. The boy looked at him in his arms, with an intimate posture, a focused gaze, and long eyelashes, like a docile deer.
This kid is growing up to suit his aesthetic standards!
While Mo Shiyu's face was flushed, he did not forget his business. He turned around and asked Smino to take out medicine and gauze, stop the bleeding from the wound on Sheyu's head, apply medicine, and bandage it.
When I turned around, I saw the dark green-haired bug with a wronged look on his face, "...What's wrong?"
"Mother, it's hard to tell whether he's good or evil. He might want to take advantage of you. Please be careful." Smino said aggrievedly.
Mo Shiyu laughed and shook his head.
"It's okay, you've seen him many times before. He's here to help, don't worry."
Smirnoff: “But…”
Mo Shiyu touched the green scales at the corners of his eyes and said, "Be good, don't worry."
The elf ears of the insect with long dark green hair moved, and he felt a shudder for a moment, but at the same time, his soft heart seemed to be fried by fire in his chest, and he tasted the taste of jealousy.
At this moment, the little lion who had been lying on the ground and trying to play with the white doll suddenly stood up, moved his ears alertly, and let out a low growl from his throat.
Mr. White Rabbit came bounding over to them. "Reinforcements are here. You go ahead, I'll come find you later."
Mo Shiyu said, "No, Mr. White Rabbit. You come with us."
Sheyu raised his eyes and the mist spread out, covering their figures.
"Eh, illusion..."
Mr. White Rabbit was startled, and his clear almond-like brown eyes widened slightly. He moved closer, and the golden chains on his black cloak jingled slightly with his movements, making a clear sound.
After a while, he closed his eyes with a sigh and smiled softly, "I see."
It's you, Mukuro.
Tokiwa unexpectedly encountered Vongola's Mist so early.
Sure enough, everything is different.
"I understand. Let's go together." Mr. White Rabbit said gently with his eyes curved.
****
The organizers are not as relaxed as they thought at this moment.
Before the unstoppable golden-red flames burned all the cameras' screens black, the last image captured by the cameras plunged the dark web into a terrible madness.
If the gray-haired beauty is already an extremely sweet poison hook that has lured so many people to come to Slovakia regardless of everything, now there is another white-haired boy in the picture.
This boy was obviously not the gray-haired man who looked somewhat similar to Iris and was carefully selected by the organizers at the beginning. He had white hair and red eyes, so he should not be as good as people with the same hair color.
But what happened...
With similar faces and harmonious temperaments, they simply snuggled up to each other intimately, like a beautiful and forbidden painting sealed in the basement of an ancient castle.
Although the gray-haired American man at the beginning was handsome, he was only handsome in appearance and not in spirit. When he and Iris sat together, they barely fit the description of "Twin Stars".
But this time is different.
Countless people, filled with jealousy and a secret thrill, frantically posted questions asking the organizers: Who is this white-haired boy? Why are they so closely pressed together? What's their relationship? Why didn't the camera disappear? Should I buy a membership?! Why don't you open a top-up channel?!
The ever-increasing number of enthusiastic fans nearly overwhelmed the organizer's website.
Like a carnival before the collapse of doomsday.
The organizers were also feeling very sad, not to mention that they had no idea who the white-haired boy was.
The current situation is not a matter of a few years!
They had just tried to contact the people in the castle, but all the communication lines were busy and there was silence on the other end, not even the sound of breathing. The castle was dead silent.
It seemed as if everyone had died silently.
The seriousness of the matter suddenly changed.
At first, none of them took Iris's resistance seriously. Even if they killed a few of them, it would not matter. He was only one person at best. No matter how powerful he was, he could not escape.
The weak lamb's final resistance at most adds a bit of fun to playing with its prey.
But things are different now.
The castle is a famous medieval-themed slaughterhouse here. Every room is decorated with utmost exquisiteness and contains countless strange and bizarre torture instruments. It provides the organizers with a steady stream of video footage and a large amount of income every year. The sticky blood soaks the foundation of the castle.
The castle was also a stronghold for the organizers to station their troops. There was a whole battalion of international mercenaries inside, and these people died silently without even a single word being passed to them, as if it were a funny pantomime.
No one could even estimate when the castle was lost.
Is this something humans can do?
It's not just Iris, other mice have sneaked into the hunting grounds, and that Mr. White Rabbit is definitely not the actor they originally planned to play!
"Flame..." A man inside the organizer's base whispered to himself, "Italian Mafia?"
We have never interfered with each other, so why would we provoke them for no reason?
That's not the most important thing right now.
"Let Pike and Glasses go," he said grimly, "kill the rabbit, but Iris and the white-haired guy must be left alive."
"yes."
****
Mo Shiyu and his group walked up the stairs to the basement step by step. The golden-red flames moved as they did, winding up in the darkness like jumping elves, pointing the way for them.
Mo Shiyu raised his eyes and looked at Mr. White Rabbit in front of him.
Mr. White Rabbit was trying hard to jump up the stairs. His long drooping ears jumped with his movements and the gold chain on his chest swayed with a clear and pleasant sound.
The big furry snow-white rabbit hopped up the stairs. This scene was so adorable that it made people's hearts melt.
But it looks tiring.
Mr. White Rabbit was walking normally when he was led before, but his walking posture changed unconsciously, and now even when he climbs the stairs he seems like a real rabbit.
Even if it's just to fit the role, it's really professional.
Mo Shiyu instinctively sensed something was wrong.
Tsunayoshi Sawada's age doesn't match, and he is likely from the future, just like Dazai Osamu and Byakuran.
Mo Shiyu was not surprised at all. After all, he had met several people from the future.
Blancheso, Osamu Dazai, Renya Karasuma.
The first two people appeared briefly in the form of souls and then disappeared in front of Mo Shiyu.
Like a tragedy that was destined to end before it could even begin to unfold.
Karasuma Renya is like a rebirth.
If they each have chips to go back to the past, then Karasuma Renya has the most chips. For some reason, he even possesses a weapon with a unique Vongola flame style.
Mo Shiyu believed that in that dark future, Karasuma Renya might... be the final winner of this battle.
What about Sawada Tsunayoshi?
The Mr. White Rabbit in front of him was so powerful that it was terrifying. So powerful that... it made him uneasy.
The little lion was becoming increasingly agitated, and Mr. White Rabbit said, "Reinforcements are approaching."
Smino stared at the white-haired boy beside Mo Shiyu and said, "Mother, don't believe in the white-haired boy's unreliable illusion. Only my ability can truly help you."
She Yu turned around and gave him a cold look.
Mo Shiyu sighed softly, "Smino, thank you. But your spatial displacement has a cooldown time. This is our trump card, so we must save it for the most critical moment."
Smirnoff's ability is spatial displacement. He can move a short distance instantly 3 times and a long distance once, after which he will go into a cooling-down period of 8 hours.
Smirnoff's beautiful green eyes narrowed in satisfaction at his mother's praise. "No matter what, please don't leave me. If you are in danger, I will risk my life to get you away."
Mr. White Rabbit also interjected, "Mr. Bug, your abilities are excellent for assassination and escape, but your cooldown is your single and fatal weakness. You only have one chance to launch a surprise attack. Once the enemy knows your weakness, they'll likely use the time between your abilities to kill you."
Smino looked at him coldly, not caring about his own life at all.
"Don't worry. The bug will only die to protect its mother."
Mo Shiyu muttered quietly, "No need to be so self-conscious." Mr. White Rabbit opened his mouth and looked at Smino. His warm brown pupils swayed slightly, and his voice became low and formal, "I have never doubted this."
"It's just that your mother needs you to stay alive and protect her."
He seemed to have something else in mind.
Mo Shiyu glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Smino never mentioned his weaknesses. Mr. White Rabbit, how did you know that?"
Mr. White Rabbit paused, then began waving his paws guiltily. The cute big rabbit was sweating like a waterfall, like an animation. "Oh, oh, this is because..."
"That's because you've already seen it in the future." Mo Shiyu looked at him and said, "So, when are you willing to take off this suit? Mr. Sawada Tsunayoshi."
The air fell into silence.
"...Shiyu, haven't you ever watched my anime?"
After a long while, Mr. White Rabbit, no, Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed and touched his head helplessly.
Mo Shiyu had not expected him to say this at all, and his pupils contracted.
Damn, the anime character suddenly said something scary!
Brother, you broke through!
At this moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi had no idea that Mo Shiyu was extremely confused. He was still laughing foolishly, "A loser like me shouldn't be so out of the spotlight."
"You're actually quite popular..." Mo Shiyu added silently and confusedly, "It's just that the anime is older. It's my fault that I haven't seen it."
"Haha," Sawada Tsunayoshi said gently with his eyes curved, "It means you are still a child."
Mo Shiyu was silent for a while, then laughed, "Did I tell you that?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head, "The ring told me."
He lowered his eyes, glanced at his hairy right hand, and smiled again, "Shiyu, actually, you and I... rarely have the opportunity to communicate like this."
"By the time I came to power, many things were already irreversible."
"If my world line could be a few years earlier when the worlds merged, at least... I could be on the same starting line with them..." Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes gently.
Mo Shiyu didn't know what to say.
He had never experienced this and didn't know how to comfort him.
He only knew that the person in front of him was definitely not as calm as he appeared.
Mr. White Rabbit's voice and temperament are so warm, he possesses all the gentle and beautiful qualities, but this castle is littered with corpses.
If Bai Lan is an obvious lunatic.
The person in front of me looked like a hidden madman.
****
They quickly left the castle, and Mr. White Rabbit asked Mo Shiyu where he was going.
"I plan to go to the organizer's base." Mo Shiyu said, "It's not for revenge, but I have to find a reasonable reason..." to get out.
Mo Shiyu hesitated and didn't say anything else. Mr. White Rabbit was considerate and didn't ask, "Then I'll go with you."
They walked along the road deeper into the forest.
Mo Shiyu whispered amidst the birdsong, "Are you here purely to help me? Don't you have any ulterior motives?"
"Everyone I cherish is here." Mr. White Rabbit pointed at the world with his paw and said softly, "I have no ambitions, I only work for the future."
Mr. White Rabbit looked back at him softly.
All of them came back from the future covered in bruises and blood.
What I brought back was hope.
Mo Shiyu didn't say anything else.
After walking for about ten minutes, just as Mo Shiyu stepped into a pile of soft leaves, a hemp rope hidden in it suddenly straightened, and the hemp rope loop at his ankle contracted.
They had stumbled upon a simple trap!
At the critical moment, he twisted his body and quickly crouched down, supporting himself with his hands, and successfully freed his ankle from the noose.
Due to inertia, he rolled forward a few steps and happened to fall into the second trap that followed.
The ground in front of him sank, and this time Mo Shiyu didn't have time to dodge. Before he felt the weightlessness, he only had time to reach out and grab the edge of the pit. His whole body was suspended on the edge of the dug trap, suspended in mid-air.
Mo Shiyu: “…” Okay, okay, a series of traps, right?
There's something about this trap.
Mo Shiyu looked down and saw soft hay at the bottom of the deep pit.
If it were him, he would apply oil that would prevent him from holding on to the edge of the pit in the second ring of the chain trap, and then set up a row of spikes at the bottom of the pit to directly pierce anyone who fell in because they had no grip and could not dodge in time.
But this person doesn't seem to be as aggressive as him.
To capture him alive?
Yes, if he died here, it would not benefit the organizers at all.
She Yu immediately came over to pull him, and Mo Shiyu grabbed him and was about to climb out of the deep pit, but he found a man in a black robe whose appearance could not be seen standing in the shade of a tree not far away.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Is this also the executioner placed here by the organizer?
In fact, two years ago, there was no such fancy live hunting here.
Just a traditional underground auction.
This was the first time that Mo Shiyu experienced the operation mechanism of live streaming personally.
The image of the butcher who deliberately approached the game made him a little suspicious, so he just checked it out and discovered a terrible fact.
The executioners were actually also victims of human trafficking.
Just because these people were disobedient, resisted, and even tried to escape, they were thrown into the "slave camp" by the organizers for brainwashing and transformation. Most of them had their faces covered because the first step to becoming an executioner was to cut off their facial features.
These executioners who are hunting every contestant were once victims standing in the same place as everyone else.
They are the bravest victims, but now they are being arbitrarily transformed and have lost their self.
Mo Shiyu had never been to a slave camp, but he had seen people coming out of it.
In just one month, it was as if his personality had completely vanished. He had gone from being a person to a custom-made commodity.
Whether the world is polluted or not, this place is a hell that embodies all human malice.
No, he narrowed his eyes. This man was not the executioner. He did not have the dull despair of the executioner.
Mo Shiyu realized the sense of crisis.
"It's a mutant!"
Mr. White Rabbit suddenly turned his head, and a bullet almost grazed his cheek, nailing it firmly into the ground, then bounced like rubber, increasing its acceleration, and attacked Mr. White Rabbit again.
It's a special bullet!
The other party is a person with super powers.
And they are coming for Mr. White Rabbit's life!
A hot red-haired woman stood on a branch, looking down at them. "My name is Pike. Remember me, and then go to hell."
Mr. White Rabbit dodged several times with his miraculous agility, but the bullets were getting faster and faster and could no longer be seen with the naked eye.
He wiped a trace of blood from his cheek, raised his eyes indifferently, and his eyes instantly changed from their original brown to golden-red pupils as if flowing with dark golden quicksand.
No one saw his movements clearly, only the next second, the woman covered her neck and fell to the ground with a scream of pain.
So strong...
When Mo Shiyu saw this scene, he felt a chill in his heart.
Not for that woman, but for Mr. White Rabbit.
The rabbit's face was bleeding.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
