【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

The body structure of "Death" is probably very similar to that of a girl. It has a strong repair power, and the girl has left a friendship with her, so the wound that looked scary but was not serious was almost healed in just two days. .

"This is the basic recovery process. If you don't plan to live a stable life, this should be a necessary skill."

The past two days have been a bit chaotic. After all, as the girl said, this level of injury cannot make "Death" lose consciousness and ability to move. Therefore, sometimes when the girl changes "Death"'s dressing, "Death" "It is also common for him to suddenly burst out and stab a girl.

It's just that the connection between the girl and "death" determines that the battle between the two cannot be resolved with a "sneak attack".

Fortunately, Dadalia seemed to be busy these days, and he didn't come to the hut to look for her, which saved him the trouble of explaining to him.

"..."

The girl was gently wiping the scabbed scars on "Death"'s lower abdomen with herbs. She raised her eyes and glanced at "Death"'s cold face. She suddenly stretched out her hand and raised the corners of "Death"'s mouth:

"If you could smile more..."

At the moment when the action was frozen, the girl was silent for a moment, then silently retracted her hand, continued to apply the medicine honestly, and said nonchalantly:

"It's not necessary."

How to describe it, the "dead" smile has a cruelty that forces zombies to do the splits.

If you don’t laugh, don’t laugh. At least you can watch it.

"Death" stared at the girl's face.

It seems that she has been like this since she can remember.

He looks weak, but he is actually cunning, and he can be very indecisive at critical moments.

Twenty thousand, even if there is a feeling between the two, the girl's feeling for her must be stronger than hers.

After all, the girl can always guess what she is thinking, but she never knows what the girl wants.

Really...

Forget it, it’s really hard to kill.

"what--"

The girl poked "Death" to reveal a little bit of the softness on her lower abdomen:

"Why does it seem a little bigger than mine?"

"...!?"

"Death" reacted reluctantly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the girl's action.

It's obviously all parts of my body, but what's going on with this inexplicable feeling?

It seems, it seems to be something more intimate.

"Okay, I'll probably be fine tomorrow."

The girl pulled down the "death" clothes:

"After tomorrow, it's up to you whether you want to stay or leave."

"Or if you want to continue killing me, you can."

So bad.

"Death" clenched the sheets in his hands and looked at the girl's back.

This guy is terrible.

It was so bad that she wanted to fall again; so bad that she almost forgot the reason for killing her.

Is she just trying to win the "love" of everyone, including herself, with such a face?

It's really excessive and bad.

She forced her eyes to tear from her body to stare at the ceiling of the cabin.

The beginning of her consciousness seemed to be the ceiling.

After waking up twice, she saw a laboratory ceiling with cold white and blue tones.

When she woke up for the first time, she seemed to have a strong desire to find something so that she could feel at ease.

The second time she woke up, she always felt like there was a noise in her head, as if someone was talking. After repeated checks, she finally confirmed——

That's my own voice.

There was also a small, different sound mixed in, but at that time, she didn't pay attention to it.

She was just curious, why was the voice that was clearly her own calling another person over and over again?

It’s not an exaggeration to say that that person was the source of her suffering, right?

She was angry and panicked. The voice in her head seemed to be looking forward to meeting that person, but she couldn't help but start to get rid of-

Run away.

Correct.

Run away.

If you run far enough and long enough, you won't be dominated by her anymore.

So she didn't care that she was not skilled in using her body, and its functions were not mature, and she plunged into the earth veins.

After entering the earth's veins, the small, different sound began to become a little noisy.

Gradually, it actually became a "person".

Just not smart.

The two have recognized each other as their "kind" since birth, so there has never been a moment of tension. That person seemed to know that he was not smart, and even spoke a bit childishly, always calling himself "Cloudy".

Cloudy, she knew.

It's just a name given to that person, it doesn't mean anything...

Right?

She is not sure, because when she pokes her head out and looks at the world countless times, she will find that all loved people will have a "name".

Whether it's delicate or sloppy, it's more or less a symbol.

Even "Duoyun", who is also an incomplete life form, has a name.

At this time, I have to sigh, but there are advantages to not being smart.

Just like Duoyun never bothers about where his name comes from, he seems to only follow the most original desire.

He always looked at "death" with bright eyes, and then asked her:

"Can we go see mother?"

Mother? That kind of person?

I just randomly gave him a name and he thought she was his mother?

What about her? Who is she in her place?

Cumbersome?

Otherwise, why, after so long, are you not even willing to leave her a name?

Every time she thought about the time she spent with the girl in the past, she would feel sick.

She didn't understand why she would completely attach her existence to another person, and even said that person seemed to be the most important thing in her heart.

That's all, after all, it was a thing of the past - but why did she still think of her countless times, and then inevitably began to yearn for the position next to her?

Why, he had clearly made up his mind to stay away from her, but every time he poked his head out of the earth veins, he could always find her figure?

And why is she the one who runs away every time?

There must be something wrong somewhere.

how should I solve this?

Almost instantly, "Death" thought of a solution.

If she dies, will all this disappear with her life?

Is it true that as long as she dies, she can truly be her?

Yes, as long as she dies, no matter how despicable the means, her heart cannot be tied.

This was the most brilliant plan she could come up with as a new "person".

Perhaps this "self" has been delayed for too long, so "death" cherishes it extremely.

Therefore, everything that prevents her from becoming "self" should be swept away.

Yes, sweep, whatever it is.

I have been dealing with me for a long time, and finally it is me.