Thursday.
Amelia came home from her clinic and put down a pile of papers, "Harrison?"
"Take a shower!" Ghoul Harrison's voice came from the bathroom, and he continued, "Together~~"
"No." He refused very simply. Amelia had already walked to the bedroom, adjusted her makeup in front of the dressing table, and then asked, "Where are the clothes you prepared for Sibella's funeral?"
"On the bed, in the box!"
Emilia looked back at the box on the bed, fiddled with it, and raised her eyebrows, "This is Cozier's box. Have you become rich recently?" Cozier's clothes are very expensive, very expensive.
"Free!" the voice in the bathroom shouted, "Morelin did it! Sibella went to ask for it in person, and Morelin dared to do it for several days!"
"Uh..." Emilia shook her head, "It seems that I will never get used to the way you people deal with life and death."
The bathroom door opened a crack, and Harrison put his wet head out with a playful smile, "Don't worry, I won't die so easily~"
While unpacking the box, Amelia glanced at Harrison and said, "I can."
"Has the time come?!" Harrison suddenly became excited. The bathroom door continued to be pushed open, and Harrison was about to walk out completely.
"Wet the carpet and I'll book you a course of osteopathic massage."
Harrison quickly retreated to the bathroom and closed the door again, but his excitement did not subside. "Are we finally going to discuss 'that topic'?!"
Another flat "No."
We can count how many 'nos' Harrison received from Emilia in the daily life between this couple. Believe me, this game is very fun~
"Uh." Harrison's tone was clearly affected by the sound of water, "Don't be like this, dear, we will face this problem sooner or later. Don't you think we should talk about it in advance?"
"No." Emilia had already taken out the funeral attire designated by Sibeira. Emilia's face was distorted, "What is this." Emilia looked at the clothes in her hand - a sack-like, designless one-piece skirt covered with oil paint patterns of unknown shapes and meanings, " Sibella wants everyone to dress like this for her funeral?”
"Well, it's traditional Indian clothing. Sibella asked for it, so you can wear whatever you want." Harrison did not give up on the subject of rejection, "Well, I still think we should talk..."
"I said no!" Amelia was already a little impatient and reluctantly put on her skirt and looked around in the mirror. Unable to accept it no matter how she looked at it, Emilia sighed, looking for the largest sunglasses with a distressed look on her face, and hung them on the bridge of her nose. She looked at the mirror and saw that most of her face was covered before she finally accepted her current image.
"Hurry up." Amelia was ready and knocked on the silent bathroom door, "I don't want to be late." This is a lie. What Amelia really doesn't want is to be someone else when she is late. Object of gaze - If she were wearing a real Kozier custom-made dress, Emilia would enjoy being stared at, but in this situation? forget it.
There was only the sound of water in the bathroom, and Harrison seemed to be autistic in the continuous rejection.
Emilia waited for a while, but received no response. She pouted her lips speechlessly, "Okay, let's talk about 'that topic'."
Regarding 'that topic' that will happen among couples, I guess from normal life experience, it may be marriage, it may be family, it may be further plans for the future... all those topics that are awkward but avoided between couples.
I don't know what kind of 'that topic' between Emilia and Harrison is.
"Really?!" Harrison regained his excitement, "I knew you would turn the corner..."
Amelia twitched her lips outside the bathroom, "Don't push yourself too far."
"Okay~" Harrison's voice became cheerful and relaxed again, "I just think this is the best time for us to discuss this topic~ Now all the choices are in front of us, those who believe in the Holy Lord, those who have Republican culture, and those who are wizards …”
Amelia had already left the bathroom door, and stood by the window in need of fresh air. She sat and took a deep breath, "I don't want to die first." She suddenly interrupted Harrison, setting the tone of 'that topic'.
"Oh." Harrison, who was interrupted, seemed a little unprepared and began to organize his words temporarily, "Well. When you said you don't want to die, is it a physical death, um, or a social identity?" Harrison seemed to She was still worried that Emilia didn't understand what she meant, so she spoke faster, "I mean that West has disappeared and is considered dead, right? But I heard that the God of the Republic who was in Grande has become the new one. West, so West’s social identity is not dead…”
Being interrupted again, Amelia was a little irritable, "Harrison, I love you, but I'm sorry this love is not enough. I gave up my career to be with you. I will not let Amelia Brown Dr. Ning dies!" Emilia continued in a rather direct manner, "So, no, I am not talking about identity death, but physical death."
"Oh, oh." Harrison seemed a little soft-spoken, "Well, then we can cross out all alien souls such as undead, demons, and angels..."
"Yes, cross it out!" Emilia turned her head and glanced in the direction of the bathroom, "Then I want a life form that can maintain my appearance."
"Amy..."
Emilia didn't give Harrison a chance to speak out, "You won't grow old, you will only rot when you are hungry." This is probably Emilia's daily life, so don't pay too much attention, "So I don’t want it either. I don’t want you to still be like this ten or twenty years later, but I’m already a woman!”
"Okay, okay..." Harrison's voice was already very weak, "We still have many choices. There are many aliens who can preserve their appearance..."
Let me tell you now, no, not much. Don’t forget Emilia’s first request. She didn’t want to experience death first, but not only the soul aliens were excluded.
"Then I don't want to be a creature that can be suppressed by others." Emilia raised one of her arms and pressed it on the window sill, "I want to be strong enough and not be manipulated by others. I have already I see you working hard in this society for daily food, being forced to be loyal to wizards and vampires. I don’t want that, I want to control my life myself.”
The only sound in the bathroom was the sound of water.
Emilia took a deep breath, turned away from the window, and looked towards the bathroom, "Now do you know the reason why I don't want to talk about 'this topic'? It's not that I didn't think about it, it's that I have already made a choice!" My choice will not take care of your feelings!" Amelia finished this sentence in one breath, and then took a deep breath again, "I'm sorry, I still love you."
A weak "I love you too..." came from the bathroom.
Amelia leaned to the bathroom, her voice finally softened, "I know I said it before, I don't like..."
Harrison answered, "Vampire." Then with a forced smile, "Haha, but the vampire in our Patton is so iconic, right? It's impossible to ignore."
Amelia said no more, put her hand on the bathroom door, and leaned quietly for a while. There were sighs on both sides of the bathroom door at the same time, and Amelia also left the bathroom door again, "You really need to hurry up."
"Come on, come on." Harrison in the bathroom also started to hurry.
Amelia returned to the bedroom and arranged her makeup again. She also took out Harrison's clothes. Unable to complain about Sibella's aesthetics, she arranged them so that Harrison could wear them. If she still wanted to urge her, call her. Ringed.
Harrison finally came out of the bathroom when Amelia went to answer the phone. Amelia gestured to the clothes placed in the bedroom and answered the phone, "Amelia and Harrison's home."
There was some noise in the receiver, and after waiting for a while, he asked, "Are you Amelia or Harrison?"
Emilia frowned, what the hell was this question, but she still answered, "Amelia, who are you?"
"I'm..." The voice was a man's, "I guess I'm Harrison's, um, brother."
Amelia's eyebrows were raised high, "What do you think?" At the same time, she glanced sideways at Harrison, who was changing clothes. It seemed that Harrison was also very speechless about the traditional Indian clothing, and he fiddled with it for a long time. Not sure. Amelia didn't call Harrison, but asked into the receiver, "Are you okay?"
"I uh..." The male voice on the receiver seemed to be hesitant about the call he was making, "Can you put Harrison on the phone?"
Emilia held the receiver and was silent for a while, "Wait."
Putting down the receiver and walking to the bedroom, he patted Harrison, who had just put on clothes, and helped Harrison straighten his messy collar, "Your brother is looking for you."
"ha?"
"Telephone." Amelia adjusted her collar to the hem of her clothes, "Your brother is looking for you." There was no expression.
Harrison glanced at the receiver over there and blinked, "I don't have a brother."
"He said he was." Amelia remained expressionless. She finished arranging Harrison's clothes and looked at her watch. "We're going to be late." Then she folded her arms and stood still.
Harrison was stunned for a moment, then jumped to the phone in two steps, "Hello? I'm Harrison, who are you!" Harrison glanced at Amelia while he was talking to the receiver so irritably. When Amelia's eyes met his, Harrison pressed the speakerphone.
"I am..." The male voice paused again, seeming to organize his words, "You shouldn't be the one asking me who I am, because I am very sure that you are the remains of my former human life."
Amelia, who was waiting with her arms folded, froze for a moment, walked away quickly, and made the I'll wait for you in the car gesture.
Harrison, on the other hand, stared at the phone in confusion, "What did you say?!"
"I said you were my former body."
"Are you sick?!"
"No." The other person seemed to be really sure, "I have been to the cemetery where I was buried as a human being, but it was empty. You didn't stay where you should be."
"You are really sick!" Harrison was very sure.
"Why do you deny it?" The other party seemed not to understand Harrison's attitude. "Do you need proof? The fact that you are my body?"
"Haha." Harrison suddenly wanted to laugh, "You should tell me about it!" Harrison shouldn't be provoked so easily.
"You can easily take off your tail vertebra." The other party started to say, and what he said was still scary. "Take it off and see, it's deformed, because I was punished by my master when I was a human. He tortured me, I won’t tell you what the punishment was, you can take a look.”
Harrison instinctively reached his hand to his lower back, but when he was about to do it, he paused - why should I be ordered to do such an inexplicable thing by an inexplicable phone call? !
And... "What did you say? Master? Who are you?!" Harrison obtained information that may be the key point from the other party's words.
"The world has changed a lot, for the better." The male voice on the other end of the phone continued speaking very calmly, "But you actually forgot the hardships that happened to you, which makes me sad."
"Stop saying these puzzling words! Who are you! What do you want to do? And how did you find me??" Harrison heard Amelia honking the horn outside.
"I am..." It stuck again, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to say two words - "Devil." Then, "Almost more than a century ago, I left this world and went to..." It stuck again, " Where I should go. Then I come back to this world, sorry, not this world, but another world, and then I leave that world again and go to another... world, and finally, I come back, and now I need my body."
I don’t know and no one is trying to understand what this male voice is expressing. Anyway, Harrison doesn’t. There is no end to leaving one world and going to another!
"Sick!" Harrison commented and was about to hang up.
He seemed to be aware that the call was about to be hung up, "Wait a minute, Harrison, find a chance to look at your own tailbone, and you will understand that I didn't lie to you. I'm sorry to disturb your life, but I need it now …”
Harrison had already dropped the phone, and finally said to the phone, "Crazy!"
No longer dawdling, he left the house and got into the passenger seat - Amelia was in the driver's seat. She watched Harrison get into the car and stepped on the accelerator. "Are you done with the phone call?"
"Yeah." I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Harrison felt a faint itching in his tailbone when he sat down... "It's a psycho! Don't worry about it!"
"Yes." Amelia stopped looking at Harrison and focused on the road, "Seat belt, if you drive faster we can still get there on time."
Harrison obeyed the order and put on his seat belt, and made a gesture to ask Amelia to let go and speed up. To describe this action in detail, Harrison stretched out his hand and stopped it in front of Amelia's waist: Eat. The protection of a ghoul is more reliable than a seat belt.
"One day, it will be me who protects you." Emilia said calmly.
"Yeah." (To be continued)