Chapter 42

Rimbaud held Verlaine's body in his arms, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.

Feeling Verlaine's body temperature gradually disappearing, Rimbaud, who thought he was mentally prepared, collapsed in an instant and felt like he fell into an ice cellar.

"Rimbaud, what are you doing? Read Verlaine quickly, don't let it out."

The teacher's voice seemed to come from the other side of the world, and it sounded strangely distorted to Rimbaud's ears.

It took Rimbaud's halting brain a long time to understand what the teacher meant. He lowered his head slowly and saw an ominous dark red light emitting from the body of Verlaine in his arms.

After Weilan's death, the monster Kira locked inside the body is about to come out.

At that moment, Rimbaud suddenly had an urge to let it go and let everyone perish together. Fortunately, the last bit of reason pulled Rimbaud back.

He could also bring Verlaine back to life, although he knew that if he did so, Verlaine would never forgive him.

At the critical moment, Rimbaud launched the [Colored Album] to read Verlaine's body.

The next second, the living Verlaine stood in front of Rimbaud again, but Rimbaud lowered his eyes, not daring to make any eye contact with Verlaine, for he was afraid to see the hatred in Verlaine's eyes.

When Verlaine opened his eyes again, he knew that he had finally lost his freedom completely after being read by Rimbaud, just as France had originally planned.

"So I hate France, and I hate you."

Verlaine's cold voice rang in Rimbaud's ears, and Rimbaud's fingers hanging by his side moved.

The black-haired man, who was a die-hard patriot, couldn't help but frown when he heard Verlaine say that he hated France. He was very unhappy and warned him sternly: "Verlaine, watch your words."

Without waiting for Verlaine to speak, Rimbaud stood in front of the black-haired man and said bitterly, "Teacher, leave it to me."

"Hmph." The black-haired man snorted coldly, glared at Rimbaud with a look of disappointment, then strode out of the room, leaving the space to Rimbaud.

Only Rimbaud and Verlaine's room was relatively quiet.

After a long while, Rimbaud raised his red eyes to look Verlaine in the face, and said in a dry and hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I can't stop it... You have the right to hate me."

However, what Rimbaud did not expect was that after hearing what he said, Verlaine looked puzzled: "Why should I hate you?"

He was not a fool who was only capable of impotence and rage. France was the culprit of this incident. Verlaine saw this very clearly. It was only France from the beginning to the end and had nothing to do with Rimbaud. One person could not compete with a country.

Reading Verlaine's thoughts, Rimbaud suddenly said: "One person can't do it, but we can do it together."

Rimbaud's voice was soft but firm, and the content inside made Verlaine's eyes flash with surprise: "What did you say?"

"I said, let's leave together." Rimbaud showed a relieved smile: "We won't go back to France."

At the same time, Rimbaud opened his heart to Verlaine, and it was not just that he could read Verlaine's thoughts unilaterally; they were always equal.

What Rimbaud had done for Verlaine reappeared in Verlaine's mind without any concealment, and some unnecessary misunderstandings were thus resolved.

On the other hand, Douma did not participate in the subsequent negotiations with the French side, so naturally he did not know what happened to Rimbaud and Verlaine later.

So, when Rimbaud, who came to visit him, suddenly summoned Verlaine, Douma was completely dumbfounded.

"..." Douma had never expected this development. Isn't it too cruel? The way he looked at Rimbaud was wrong.

Faced with Rimbaud who suddenly turned evil (?) and killed his partner, Douma swallowed his saliva imperceptibly and thought: As expected of the unrestrained Frenchman, he plays so well!

Adhering to the principle of respecting others' XP, Douma does not comment on this matter.

Fortunately, Rimbaud knew nothing about Douma's crazy thoughts, otherwise he might really turn evil on the spot as Douma wished, but then the person in charge might have to be replaced by someone else.

Weilun, who took the initiative to ask for it, rarely put away his arrogance and stretched out his right hand to Douma: "You are very strong, a non-human like me, but I will not lose to you next time."

"?!" Douma stared at Weilun, who was stripping off someone's identity, with a look that was hard to describe. Don't you understand the principle of seeing through but not saying it? We are all not human, so why should non-humans embarrass non-humans?

Seeing Douma's cold and silent look, Rampaud thought that Douma didn't want to reveal his true identity in front of him, a human, so he explained, "My memories with my relatives and friends are now shared, so I'm sorry that I accidentally learned your secret, Douma-kun."

“…It’s okay.” Douma swallowed a mouthful of blood.

So, all his careful finishing touches were in vain, right?

Although Rimbaud knows that Douma may not care whether the matter is exposed, as Douma's friend, he has the obligation to help keep the secret.

In addition, Verlaine was not human either, so Rimbaud fully understood how difficult it was for non-humans to live in human society. He smiled and promised, "Don't worry, Douma-kun. We will keep this secret for you."

After a sudden turn of events, the shaky vest returns to Douma's body.

Douma heaved a sigh of relief and sincerely thanked Rimbaud, but let Verlaine, who had taken someone else's identity, go with it.

The topic was quickly changed, and before leaving, Rimbaud said goodbye to Douma: "Goodbye, Douma-kun. I will send you a souvenir by mail later."

At this time, Douma only thought that Rimbaud and the others were going back to France, and that the so-called souvenirs were a French specialty. He had no idea that they were planning to escape from French control and travel around the world.

Therefore, when Douma learned from his adjutant the next day that Rimbaud and Verlaine had abandoned the people of the French Special Power Management Bureau and escaped, he was completely stunned.

If it was Verlaine who had never had a good impression of France who did this, Douma would not be surprised, but in the original work, Rimbaud, who was always thinking about completing the mission and returning to his hometown even after losing his memory, actually ran away, which was indeed beyond Douma's expectation.

Thanks to their fast running, the British who got the news and rushed to Japan to capture Verlaine came back empty-handed.

It was obvious that these things had nothing to do with Douma or the port mafia, so the celebration party promised by Mori Ogai was put on the agenda.

Douma didn't care much about the superficial celebration party. He couldn't eat or drink any of the food at the party anyway, and he was even more impatient to engage in hypocritical socializing with others.

However, the problem is that Douma greatly underestimated the power of his own transformed shell.

The Xie Cult leader's buff of the shell's inherent max charm attribute is quite powerful. Douma is just standing in the banquet hall as a fake-smiling boy, and there are endless people who want to come over and talk to Douma, and they would be satisfied even if they were closer to him.

This was also the first time that Mori Ogai, who usually stayed away from the crowd, saw Douma's strange charm with his own eyes. The fanatical expressions on the faces of his followers who came one after another made Mori Ogai's eyes sparkle.

"Eh - that pervert is so popular!" Alice's legs swayed, her big blue eyes curiously looking at the center surrounded by the crowd, she stuffed the cake on the fork into her mouth, and looked at Mori Owl coldly: "Completely different from the unpopular Rintaro~"

"No, Alice-chan, you can't call Douma-kun a pervert." Mori Ogai squatted down and tried to reason with the blonde, blue-eyed little girl.

"No! Alice is not wrong." Alice pushed away Mori Owl impatiently and pouted her red lips unhappily: "Go away, Rintaro, you are blocking me."

Ozaki Kouyo, who accidentally overheard their conversation as she passed by, chuckled. The lower half of her face was hidden by the wide sleeves of her kimono, so it was hard to tell what she was really feeling. All she could hear was her smiling and saying, "You're so cute, Alice."

Mori Ogai stood up without any embarrassment, put his right hand with a white glove to his mouth and coughed lightly, "Ahem... It's Hongye-kun."

"Good night, boss." Ozaki Kouyo nodded to Mori Ogai, and then mentioned the reason for this celebration banquet.

After a few meaningless words, Ozaki Kouyo said casually, "I heard that Weilun came in from the top floor. It seems that the safety of the leader's office needs to be re-evaluated."

Ozaki Koyo's question seems to be about the safety of Mori Gugai, but in fact it points out that Weilun gave up the near and sought the far and went to chase Douma, which implies something strange.

Of course, the old fox Mori Ogai could hear this kind of covert questioning. He narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that Douma and Ozaki Koyo had a close relationship, and this matter could not be hidden, so he admitted it without any hesitation.

Thinking of this, Mori Ogai gave a bitter smile and said, "It's all my fault that I'm not strong enough. I can only leave the strong enemies to Douma-kun to deal with."

Even though Mori Ou appears innocent on the outside, Ozaki Koyo is no pushover either. She grew up in the filthy port mafia and has seen all the evil in the world. She can naturally see clearly Mori Ou's nature of shirking responsibility.

Ozaki Kouyo just smiled and didn't pursue the matter any further, because although Mori Ougai's behavior was not very kind and seemed like bullying, as a member of the Port Mafia, it was only natural for Douma to protect his leader and fight for the Port Mafia.

However, she could convince herself in this way, but it was not certain whether others would agree with Moriogai's approach.

Ozaki Momiji's narrow and beautiful eyes glanced at the inconspicuous waiter next to her calmly. If she was not mistaken, this waiter seemed to be one of Douma-kun's fanatical supporters~

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After hearing the inside story about Douma being dumped by the leader, the waiter was so shocked that he shook the tray in his hand violently, attracting many people's attention.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." The waiter panicked and wiped up the spilled wine on the floor with a rag, then bowed and apologized to the bigwigs who were watching him nearby.

What no one saw was the hostility hidden in the drooping brows of this seemingly humble and weak waiter.

No one can hurt Douma-sama!