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"Xiao Hei, don't you think it's too cruel to let Grappa, a newly born personality, endure Silvani's cruel and inhumane experiment?!"

In the dark world, Noel's plan to use the opportunity to leave after knocking Xiao Hei unconscious failed, so he started a new strategy of moral kidnapping. He looked righteous and aloof, accusing the void as if he was performing a monologue:

"Even if it's just a personality, he should have human rights, and we should respect his wishes!"

[Let’s not talk about how much pain your body can still feel. Grappa has no idea about these things. At most, he feels bored.]

"That makes sense," Noel nodded, dragging his chin. "After all, my personality was born from my avoidance of murder. I must be a cold-blooded killer."

Xiao Hei looked to the side, surprised that the man in front of him could actually say that he had escaped from murder. Then he felt helpless about the other person's perception of him. Even if it was a second personality, Noel's words would not give birth to a cold-blooded killer. At most, he was just a little dull-witted.

"So, Xiao Hei, you are watching Grappa's actions, right?" Noel asked seriously, "Did he do anything to ruin my image?"

Xiao Hei sighed helplessly. Not only could he see it, but he was also badly injured. As for his image, haha, he didn't believe Noel cared about it.

"So it's my turn to leave, otherwise my reputation will be ruined..."

I have to say that after Noel gave up, he really let himself go and said all kinds of nonsense. After noticing that Xiao Hei was too lazy to respond to him, he changed his tone and said seriously:

"You should know, Xiao Hei, there are some things that cannot be avoided. I should..."

【What should you do? 】

Xiao Hei's voice suddenly became cold, as if it was suddenly provoked, and it said in a slightly higher tone:

[If you want to die, don't bother.]

As it finished speaking, the dark world around it suddenly lit up, as if someone had finally turned on the lights, revealing its complete appearance. But before Noel could take a closer look, he suddenly heard a sound like a mirror shattering.

“Blah——”

The world suddenly broke into countless pieces, falling rapidly downwards, and then was swept up in mid-air by an unknown force, and barely reassembled into a black, endless world.

Noel sat in mid-air and watched the scene in front of him. His mouth, which had been chattering just now, finally fell silent.

【This is your spiritual world, Noel.】

Once Xiao Hei's voice calms down, it becomes mechanical and cold:

[With your currently broken mental state, if you try to get out, you will immediately meet the death you desire.]

"It seems so," Noel seemed to have quickly recovered from the silence just now, and even had the mind to say jokingly: "I thought I was almost well, after all, I feel pretty good now, haha."

He laughed dryly twice. Xiao Hei did not complain as usual, and did not even make a sound, leaving Noel alone to speak in a slightly awkward manner. Fortunately, Noel did not care and said casually:

"To be honest, it's already later than I expected, so even if..."

[What if I tell you that the person you are facing now is Furuya Rei? ]

Noel was stunned for a moment, and then there was no sound.

———

"Noel..." Furutani Rei chased all the way to his predetermined sniper location, a room on the top floor of an unfinished building, and soon saw Grappa who was assembling a sniper rifle.

Even if Grappa's speed was incredible, considering Gu Ling's physical condition, except for the few seconds when he was stunned, he arrived at the destination less than a minute later than Grappa.

"Put down the gun..." The blond man's voice was mixed with complex emotions. He looked at the man in front of him who was skillfully adjusting the sniper rifle, and his heart sank a little.

If he had completely lost his memory, why was he so skilled? Was it muscle memory, or did he do relevant training right after waking up? Whatever the reason, it was terrible.

As he thought about this, he slowly walked into the room without a door.

The exterior of the building, which was about to be completed, looked clean and tidy, but the ground, which had not yet been renovated, was full of dust. Grappa did not care about it and sat on the ground with one calf pressed against the ground as a base for the sniper rifle. He bent the other leg and supported his arm with his knee. He bent over and concentrated on adjusting the sniper rifle. His black coat was stained with gray powder. The blond man's words seemed to be ignored, and he just quietly did his own thing.

"Grappa, stop." The blond man raised his voice helplessly. He was already standing in front of Grappa, so he bent down, leaned forward and grabbed his wrist directly.

There was no resistance.

Grappa raised his head and looked at the blond man. The man's movement of bending over and looking down at him was very aggressive, and the shadow he cast completely enveloped him. However, the helplessness in his eyes seemed to have completely changed his stance, and Grappa felt a strange... request from it.

"Give it to me, okay?"

Furuya Rei looked at those eyes that seemed to be clear as if nothing was in them, but in them he clearly saw the way he was struggling to raise the corners of his mouth. Was it because he had been undercover for too long and had finally reached his limit, or was it because the brief reunion with his companions yesterday made his soul leak out through the cracks in his mask, or was it because he really couldn't bear to act a little bit evil in front of the person in front of him...

Today he was particularly out of character and couldn't get into the role of Bourbon.

The darker-skinned hand loosened its grip on Grappa's wrist and slowly dropped it to the body of the sniper rifle, pulling it out of Grappa's hand in a gentle and natural manner until it was completely free.

"Oh..." Grapa said slowly, as if he was half a beat late, with nothing in his hand. Then he blinked again, tilted his head to look at the blond man, and asked in a calm tone:

"Don't I need to help you kill him?"

This sentence made the blond man's mind move slightly.

Not because of the organization's order, but to "help me" kill...

At that moment, the scene in which the other party took the initiative to snatch the murder-related mission in the past was immediately pulled out from the memory fragments by the brain, along with the conversation between the two people at that time:

"So eager to show your desire to kill, Grappa?"

"No, Bourbon~"

The boy's voice was full of provocation at that time, but the emotions contained in his gray-green eyes have become blurred in my memory.

This reminded Rei Furutani of how, after knowing Noel's true situation, he had broken down all of Noel's actions and words in a self-torturing manner, trying to outline the true appearance of that soul, and then put himself in that memory and looked at the stupid and disgusting self in his memory.

He felt a sense of disgust. From Noel's perspective, he didn't see any value in himself as Bourbon, or even as Rei Furuya, being cared about by Noel.

He would believe that Noel's soul, which could give birth to light in the mud, had a tolerance that was almost that of a saint, which was why he tolerated all this. Perhaps it was also somewhat because of Hiro, but there was no reason for Noel to favor Rei Furuya.

He suppressed this thought in his heart, and even at the beginning, he chose to continue calling the other party Grappa instead of Noel. He did not think he was qualified to use this intimate name, but this was blocked by Hiro some time ago, using the reason that Noel did not like others calling him Grappa.

He is Bourbon, a man who has been sent by the Public Security Bureau to work undercover in the organization for nearly ten years. He has walked firmly on this path, and has hurt more than just Noel. The amount of blood directly and indirectly stuck to his hands is no less than that of those who deserve to go to hell.

Why would such a person receive preference, a preference that tries to protect himself?

He realized that this Noel, whom he was now stopping from killing in an attempt to protect his soul, had done the same thing long before, earlier and more covertly, and the pain this brought him even exceeded the emotion at a certain moment, and the negative emotions hit him like a tsunami and he could not control himself.

"Why are you......"

Grappa sat there, looking at the blond man who suddenly knelt down and hugged him in confusion. He wanted to ask something, but subtly realized that he shouldn't say it.

Why are you crying, Grappa could only ask in his heart.

Before he could comprehend the meaning, he was gently hugged by the other party and he could not see the deep affection.

So I could only feel this embrace again and try to continue to understand.

Is this a hug?

The opponent's action was too sudden, but the force was extremely gentle. He just wrapped his hands around his body weakly, ready to break free at any time. The soft light golden hair touched his chin, which was a little itchy.

No, a sudden emotion made Grappa feel helpless. He realized that his body did not want to resist, but he realized one thing in his heart:

It shouldn't be me who accepts this hug.

Grappa panicked for a moment, looking forward with unfocused eyes, bewildered, but his senses were involuntarily focused on the large creature on his body that was breathing warmly and trembling.

No, we can't do this, we have to leave.

He shouted desperately in his mind and began to gather strength with his feet. At the moment when the blond man wanted to say something, Grapa jumped up from the ground, rushed out of the door, and disappeared in a few moments.

Furutani Rei, who stayed where he was, had his face covered in the dust raised by the opponent's running away, and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.