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Major General, you say you can't do it, but your body is very honest.
[You are looking at this kind of stupid stuff?]
In response to the scolding from the frowning Emperor, Mutt said that he wanted to nod desperately and replied, yes, yes, that person is so stupid, that's what he is! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to scold someone openly, and there is no way there will be a second chance in this life!
Mutt felt that as long as it made him so happy now, it would be worth it even if someone recovered his memory and settled accounts later.
Although I think so, I really want to be so skinny, but considering my current personality, an "infatuated widow", Mutt can only reluctantly give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
People can't be crooked!
The teenager who has always been called an idiot by Troll all the time, and now it is a rare opportunity to scold Troll for an idiot, thought bitterly.
"Your Majesty, I respect you very much."
At this moment, the look of disappointment and grief that Mute, who had lost the great opportunity, showed to Troll did not need to be acted at all, it was completely from the heart.
"But that doesn't mean I can allow you to insult 'him'! Please watch your words!"
Troll frowned, he stared at Mutt, as if he couldn't understand Mutt's words.
In his opinion, from a rational point of view, if a person wants to drag another person to die with him before he dies, shouldn't the person who is forced to die be dissatisfied and refuse
He doesn't understand.
"Are you willing to be killed by him?"
The air in the room was silent for a moment, and Troll saw that the boy did not answer immediately, but lowered his head.
Looking down from his angle, he could only see the young man's slender and soft eyelashes, casting a little shadow on that childish cheek.
After a while, he saw the young man's tightly pursed lips finally open, moved, and spit out a few words.
"...if that's what he wants."
He heard the soft answer from the boy with his head down, and he saw the corners of the boy's lips twitching uncontrollably when he said the last word.
That slight twitch caused some ripples in his quiet mood for some reason.
He thought it might be because of doubts, whether it was the actions of the major general or the answer of the young man in front of him, he was very puzzled.
What kind of thing is it that can turn the lives of two irrelevant people into one... Just like now, they are willingly connected together.
What kind of feeling is that? how do you feel
Troll felt that he didn't understand, but he had to say that he was curious about it, and it was because of his doubts that he felt curious about it. He has always been indifferent by nature, and he has never been interested in so-called feelings or emotions, but this time the subtle sense of curiosity... Maybe it was because that day, the boy woke up from a light sleep and saw him In that glance, the originally hazy black eyes instantly brightened like morning stars.
He didn't know what kind of emotion was conveyed in that look, but he could feel that emotion was so strong that it could almost infect everything around him... At that time, even he was dazed by the hot emotion. For a moment, the reaction hesitated for a moment, and then Mute hugged him, otherwise he could easily escape with his skill.
Troll couldn't tell what it felt like, but at that moment, it seemed that something extremely warm surrounded him, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by warm springs...
Jia's mental power is very strong, so when their emotions fluctuate strongly, they will affect the surroundings.
At that moment, what Troll felt from the emotions transmitted by this young Ga... the kind of emotions he never knew... sticky, attached, strong... all-consuming, intense to the point of pain...
…
That is, do you like the feeling of a person
He doesn't understand.
"Because... you like him?"
Because you like it, it doesn't matter if you are killed by the other party
He doesn't understand.
The boy with his head down slowly raised his head, the soft hair tip slipped from his cheeks, revealing those dark eyes. Troll saw those black eyes staring at him, and they lit up little by little, as if sucking in all the light.
"Um."
Looking up at Troll, Mute hummed lightly. He looked at Troll, his eyes flickering with light.
The corners of his lips curled up in a bright smile.
"I like him."
Mute looked at Troll with his eyes, the corners of his lips raised, his eyes were focused and soft, as if all the good things in the world were in front of his eyes at this moment.
He chuckled and said, "I like it very much, like it very much... like it the most."
Troll lowered his head and met Mute's eyes, and he saw his own figure reflected in those black eyes.
Something gentler than anything else was passed on, as sweet as the nectar oozing from the flower buds that bloomed in early spring, and there was a bit of sourness in that extreme sweetness, which was the sourness in the sweetness, Twist the heart, it is unforgettable...
The boy looked at him, through his figure, at his lost lover.
Using his similar shadow, the boy poured out his love to his lost lover.
Inexplicably, Troll felt his heart beating, as if something invisible had pricked and twisted there.
It wasn't serious, he didn't change even a slight expression. That should be an illusion, an illusion caused by the influence of Jia's powerful mental power.
he thought so.
…
But uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
Troll didn't say anything else, he turned around and walked towards the door.
"Time is up."
he said lightly.
"Uh-yes!"
Mute, who was stunned for a moment before realizing it, quickly chased after him.
In the end, I agreed to let me rest for two hours, but I still couldn't rest.
While catching up, he complained in his heart.
Forget it, at any rate he undercut his "infatuated widow" persona, and was not spotted by the major general...
...
... ... ...
... Sure enough, tonight, let's beat that guy Robin again.
... ... ...
Since then, the relationship between Troll and Mutt has returned to the normal subordinate-subordinate relationship again. Although Mutter worked very hard, he was still not used to this new job after all, and occasionally made mistakes, so he would naturally be reprimanded mercilessly by Troll.
After that, Troll never mentioned those things again, as if he had become indifferent to Mutt's private affairs, and drew a clear line of separation with Mutt, with almost no contact other than normal work. Although Mutt was depressed, he had no choice but to honestly wait for the major general's memory to recover, obediently stick to his "widow of a dead major general" persona, and stop doing unnecessary things.
Although Troll seems to have completely forgotten what happened not long ago, and treats Mutt with a completely subordinate attitude, but he himself knows that this is not the case.
As long as he is free, he can't help but focus on the young man Jia who is following him. Because he could feel that the boy's eyes often chased his figure. As keen as he is, he is very clear about the young man's frequent glances at him.
He could feel that the emotion in the eyes chasing his back was always surrounding him, like an endless soft filament, winding up bit by bit.
Troll was a little troubled by this.
He knew that Mutt's gaze of deep affection was not on him, but on someone like him, and he could just ignore it—but, what bothered him, he couldn't ignore it.
For some reason, he felt a subtle sense of displeasure at this kind of gaze chasing him.
Being stared at like this, no matter who will feel uncomfortable, right
Troll thought so.
So, occasionally, when Mutt wasn't looking at him, he would frown and glance at the boy out of the corner of his eye.
After seeing it a lot, he felt that this young man was really like a child, he loved to laugh very much, no matter who he was talking to, he could always show a bright smile. When those dark eyes were bent, they were like crescent moons in the starry sky.
At first glance, the smiling face didn't seem like much, but after seeing it too much...it's really cute, it seems that just looking at that soft smiling face, the chest will soften...Is this why that major general fell in love with this child... Uh...uh ? !
His Majesty the Emperor, who realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his thinking, decisively cut off this thought.
"Mute, send this to Third Fleet."
"Yes."
Mute, who was joking and chatting with Robin at the door, hurried over, took the information CD, turned around and ran to the opposite communication station. But as soon as he turned around, he happened to collide with another orderly who was bringing tea. The teacup flew up, and the tea splashed all over him, just right on his neck and chest.
Because he turned around too quickly, he didn't stand firmly at all, so when he was hit like this, Mute fell backwards.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he subconsciously twisted his body, kept his balance, and tried to stand still, but just as he turned half his body, a hand stretched out from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist .
With an itchy waist, the little sense of balance that Mute had just found lost instantly, and the whole person fell while turning backwards. Troll, who caught him, was originally standing firmly, but when Mute made such a turn, his left leg stepped back. With one step, it somehow hooked one of Troll's calves.
So, such a tick.
Troll didn't realize it all at once, but he was hooked by his legs and pushed down by Mutt.
With a bang, the two fell to the ground together. Mute pressed on Troll, and Troll naturally made a pad underneath.
Troll wasn't lying all over the ground, just sitting with his arms behind his back and his upper body slanted. Mute was lying on top of him, the calf of his left leg hooked up with his right calf, and sat straddling his lower abdomen, with his upper body almost completely nestled in his arms.
The rather weak-looking body nestled on his chest, his head leaned on his shoulder, and the soft hair tip brushed against the skin of his neck, itching slightly.
The boy is always used to having the collar of the general uniform open. At this moment, from Troll's perspective, he can clearly see the tender skin in the open collar, because it was soaked in water just now, and now the skin is wet and dripping with water. of.
Troll saw a drop of water slowly slipping down from the boy's slender neck, passing through an arc, sliding over the white and tender neck, sliding over the collarbone, rolling into the depths of the open placket with an inexplicable temptation . When it rolled into the inside of the placket, it seemed that the sight that was watching it also invaded into the depths of the placket that should not be seen, revealing infinite reverie.
Mute, who was lying on Troll's body, suddenly raised his head, raised his face, and looked at Troll with wide eyes in astonishment.
Troll, who had just withdrawn his eyes and thoughts from the water droplets that rolled into the young man's skirt and was still in a daze, was stared blankly for a moment, and then, the next second, his pupils suddenly dilated after reacting.
At this moment, that usually cold face revealed an unbelievable look, and Troll froze.
He just kept his body and face stiff, and stared stiffly at Mutt, who was staring at him in astonishment.
After a long while, he reluctantly opened his mouth.
"I'm not… "
After saying a few words, he froze again, and the young emperor's handsome face showed an extremely rare look of helplessness.
After staying for a while, he spoke again.
"I do not… "
After saying two words, his voice froze again, and in the next second, his face suddenly turned cold, and the moment of bewilderment quickly disappeared, and Troll once again returned to his usual indifferent expression.
"Do your job well."
He said in a cold tone, pushed Mute away from him, stood up, turned and left.
The back view of him leaving exudes a gloomy atmosphere, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. It seems that he is unhappy because Mutt made a mistake. Those long legs moved away, shaking off the air-conditioning, and left here in a few steps.
...
But no matter how cold and indifferent His Majesty pretended to be, Mutt could see from the back of the other party that he was fleeing in embarrassment.
He couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Your mouth is cold, your behavior is cold, but, Major General, your body is very honest...
The boy who was lying on Troll's body just now and clearly felt something scorching hot on the base of his thigh complained in his heart.
So as for the major general's physical reaction as long as he touches his skin...a physical reaction even if he loses his memory... ...
Should he be happy or unhappy
Mutt thought very tangled.