Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

Chapter 52

[We are different possibilities of the same individual. ]

"...What?" Alluka's face was blank and confused. The young child couldn't understand the concept of the same body, so he forced a smile, "How can we be the same person? Apart from the appearance , Lianyang and I are different no matter what..."

"Besides, if Lianyang is the monster of the mirror, isn't it normal to be able to borrow my appearance?" The child with beautiful gray-blue eyes clutched the hem of the pure white pajamas on his body, unconsciously pulling the silk The smooth cloth tore out one after another jagged ravines, as if his restless heart was being deeply torn apart at the moment.

Aluka didn't believe Reo Tsushima's justification, and still stubbornly believed that his friend who would only appear in the mirror was a demon spirit transformed from a mercury mirror.

However, Reo Tsushima's expression became more and more affectionate. He stretched out his palm and landed on Alluka's head, combing his messy long hair again and again as if to comfort him. hair.

[I will not deceive Alluka. ]

In the mirror, Reo Tsushima hugged Alluka even tighter, his body rolled over, his pale face, which looked cold and slippery, was pressed tightly against Alluka's neck, gently rubbing against Alluka's neck like a snake. Pass.

But in reality, Alluka only felt a sense of emptiness and indistinct coldness, snorkeling and entwining around him like a hallucination, and only the touch of his scalp being gently pulled gave him a little bit of Tsushima's pity. Yang really felt the real feeling of being beside him.

[Naniga...is that what you call your sister who was born with you? ]

"Yes." Alluka said uneasily, he had some bad premonition faintly in his heart.

[On my side, her name is Erina. ] Tsushima Reo said softly, his fingertips slowly passed over Aluka's ear, bringing a burst of cool moisture.

His next words easily shattered the faint luck that Alluka harbored in her heart.

[The absolute rule of force and request, the alternative principle of equivalent exchange... I guess, there should be many people here who have made a wish to Yalu Jia. ]

Reo Tsushima didn't speak very clearly, only mentioned a few words slightly, but Alluka already understood.

His gray-blue pupils trembled slightly, his breathing became a little short, and he felt dizzy in his head.

'I also have a twin brother. My brother is very good to me. He will play with me, teach me to lie, teach me how to lie to adults, and how to hide my mistakes...but I am too stupid to do it well. . '

'I like everyone very much, but they don't seem to like me very much. '

'Why should the end of the story reward them with a wish?This kind of thing... will only cause strife and misfortune. '

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In the past few days, the countless words they had talked flew across Alluka's mind, like fragments of snow-white paper falling down one after another.

"I do not want."

Ya Lujia whispered, and gradually brought into tears, "I don't want Lianyang to be the same person as me."

His eye sockets gradually became wet red, and transparent tears condensed like wet red flowers, "In this case, don't I look very pitiful?"

Like a sudden rainstorm, Alluka wept sadly, a series of teardrops fell like rain, he raised his hand, and wiped the embarrassingly falling tears with the back of his hand.

Reo Tsushima couldn't understand Aluka's mood, and he even lacked a part of empathy for others without negative emotions.

He didn't understand why Alluka was crying, and he didn't understand that the only friend he managed to make during the long time of being imprisoned in the monotonous life of being carefully taken care of by the deacon, but he learned that it was another friend. What an indescribable feeling the world itself is.

Only you are willing to play with yourself, only you are willing to listen to your own voice, only you will pity yourself, and only you will love yourself.

It's almost as cruel as saying [he doesn't deserve to be loved] brightly.

[Don't cry, don't cry. ]

The child in white and scarlet hakama was a little dazed, but felt that he had messed things up again. He obviously wanted to comfort Alluka, but in the end he made him cry.

Reo Tsushima was at a loss for what to do timidly, but his face still had that puppet-like stiff smile on his face. He stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears on Alluka's face, but the scalding drops of water It just passed through his fingers and fell straight down.

[Even if I and Alluka are the same person, even if we are peers in different worlds, we were destined to have different destinies when we were born, right? ]

Rei Tsushima knew it was futile, but she still stubbornly repeated the action of wiping Aluka's tears, racked her brains to search for vocabulary, and clumsily said words that could comfort Aluka.

But Alluka just shook his head and cried, sniffling his nose, his eyes were red, his slender eyelashes were wet and stuck together, and the child's delicate lips were bitten and torn by himself, leaving a faint trace of bright red The blood came, stubborn and pitiful.

He withdrew his hand somewhat at a loss, thought for a while, and called softly, "Aluka, look. ]

Reo Tsushima groped and stroked the hideous wound on her neck that was still bright red and hot, and opened her wound, revealing her unreserved sincerity.

He smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Alluka, you will never become like me. ]

Reo Tsushima mistakenly thought that Alluka felt that the peers in different worlds would have the same ending, and she was crying because she was afraid of the wound on his neck.

[We are the same age aren't we?But you're alive, and I'm probably dead. ]

Reyo Tsushima didn't know whether he should be regarded as a living person or a dead person now. He was not very sensitive to such things as the boundary between life and death. He just said, [No matter what the previous experience was, from now on our destiny will be determined. It's already approaching the bifurcation node, isn't it? ]

Alluka was stunned, tears were still hanging on his cheeks, and the swaying tears were moist in the red eye sockets. He listened to Tsushima Reo's words, and he felt an unspeakable complex feeling in his heart .

Sourness, depression, sadness, self-pity and self-ashamedness...

These emotions that would never stay in Reo Tsushima's heart surged in Aluka's heart.

Aluka looked at Reyo Tsushima who was smiling at him in the mirror, and felt that he should say something, but he opened his mouth, his throat was choked again, and he didn't know what to say.

But at this time, the abnormal and intertwined state disappeared.

The silent, black world disappeared, and the servants who 'cared for' him all the time noticed his disappearance. Some panicked, they lit up the lights in the room and shouted everywhere.

"Master Alluka, Master Alluka..."

The surrounding area is bright, lively and noisy.

Cute dolls, pastel colors, and childlike decorations make up his whole world.

"Why did you come here suddenly, Master Alluka?"

No matter how big a room is, it’s still a room, and there’s always a boundary. The well-trained deacons quickly found Alluka, and the servant who was a little closer to him was relieved, and stepped forward to hug him, softly coaxing.

"Can't sleep, Master Alluka? Why are your eyes red? Did you cry?"

As for Aluka, who was hugged silently and without any resistance, he clutched the deaconess's shirt tightly with both hands, staring blankly at the mirror wall that was gradually receding.

Amidst the bright lights flowing like water and the soft coaxing sound, what he was thinking of was still the dark and silent world with strange colors.

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Alluka seems to have returned to her previous appearance, but it seems that something is different.

He seemed to no longer have any extraordinary enthusiasm for the mirror wall. After a certain day, he suddenly became the same as before, eating, playing, and reading picture books by himself, and he did not resist beating the enemy Hakka to him. The arranged courses, obediently follow the teacher to learn the necessary knowledge, and occasionally feel lonely, he will call three or four servants to play games with him.

But Alluka has changed.

In the eyes of the servants, the child who always laughed carefreely became taciturn, and looked sad as if he was burdened with heavy thoughts in his heart. He often stared at the mirror wall in a daze, not knowing where Think about something.

Occasionally, in the middle of the night, some servants would see Alluka standing in front of the mirror wall, stroking the cool mirror surface with his hands, with a tense expression on his immature face, and his mouth opening and closing, as if trying to brew something. Generally at a loss.

"Master Alluka?"

The servant asked softly because of his strange behavior.

"What are you doing? Is there anything you want to say to Master Lianyang?"

They faithfully followed the instructions of the hostess who beat the enemy Hakka. No one showed a strange look towards Alluka, but they just calmly put together a story about Beating the Enemy Hakka based on Alluka's daily fragmentary words. From the image of children of the same age as his four sons, it seems that there is such a good friend of Master Alluka in the first place.

But Alluka just turned around, glanced lightly with his gray, glass-cold gray-blue pupils, and said, "It's nothing."

There was some little displeasure and annoyance in it.

After two times, the servants understood that Alluka didn't like others to talk to him when he was worried about how to reconcile with his good friend.

[What do you want to say? ] Reo Tsushima, who shares the senses with Alluka and can see Alluka's restless appearance repeatedly, also asked in confusion.

Reo Tsushima still didn't know what he did wrong, so he closed his mouth obediently like all children who don't know what to do, waiting anxiously for Alluka's response, but this time Alluka wanted to The tangled look of talking and stopping lasted for too long, so he couldn't help but ask.

"... Lian Yang."

But this question seemed to help Alluka make up his mind, allowing him to speak out the words that he had carefully thought about and repeatedly organized these days.

Alluka was self-willed and ignored once.

Under the buzzing monitors around, under the vague gaze of the servant who reported to his mother every day, it is very strange that the tension that was in Aluka's heart during the rehearsal before actually spoke. Instead, it disappeared.

The child with crow-black long hair raised his hand, and his soft palm pressed against the hard surface, squeezing out a small palm print. He breathed, and got closer and closer to the cool and slippery mirror. , The warm and moist mist exhaled from the mouth and nose, gathered and dispersed on the mirror, his brows and eyes stretched, his gray-blue pupils curved like crescent moons, smiled sweetly at Tsushima Reo, and said softly .

"Want to make a wish to me?"