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

"Remodel the body for it?"

Dotore touched his chin and said jokingly:

"Miss 'Chisu' has really been with Pantalone for a long time, and she is ready to do this kind of business without any profit."

The girl gave a short "hmm" and looked at the other side of the glass, where "Death" was sitting obediently because of her instructions.

"So, is that okay?"

The shadows of the two people were vaguely printed on the glass. Although the girl's eyes were not on Dotore, she could roughly tell that he was looking down at her.

I don't know whether he is thinking about the feasibility of this matter or thinking about how to get "ben" back from the girl.

"Miss "Chikusu", actually I don't understand——"

"Its body is so perfect, why do you want to transform it?"

The girl spoke in disbelief:

"Perfect?"

She turned her head and looked at Dotore:

"Is that what you think?"

Dotore nodded as he should:

"It has no metabolism, so it doesn't matter about birth, aging, sickness or death; it doesn't need to eat, so it can survive under any conditions; its senses are dull, so it is a perfect fighting tool."

"Obviously, this is what countless people are pursuing -"

"Immortality, immortality."

Listening to Dotore's words, the girl's mind unconsciously reflected Dotore's resume——

Functional modification, human experiments, god-making plans... these can only show his cruelty and madness.

But there is one more thing——

He removed all senses that were, to himself, "useless".

This is not just crazy, it can be said that this is his endless exploration of science and his extreme pursuit of power.

But, I don’t know why——

The girl always felt that there was something sick and desperate about Dotore.

However, he doesn't care about everything.

When he did this, he was like a naughty boy who had just learned to walk and began to explore the world, trying to see how far he could go with his own strength. Looking deeper, there was no clear destination, just because "he wanted to".

In other words, fun? interesting?

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really bad at hiding your emotions?"

Dotore's voice suddenly sounded, startling the girl who was deep in thought.

Dotore was probably very satisfied with the girl's reaction. He raised the corners of his mouth without concealing it and said half-jokingly and half-threateningly:

"You don't need any veritaserum at all."

"I can tell what you're thinking just by looking at it."

Having her flaws held in someone's hands so openly, the girl turned her head away uncomfortably and looked at "Death" again. "Death" noticed the girl's gaze and pulled out an unnatural smile.

"Don't say anything unimportant, so did you agree?"

Dotore touched his chin and looked at Death in the laboratory, making the hair on Death's body stand up.

"Okay," Dotore raised his chin and showed a scary smile to "Death", "But it will take some time."

time?

The girl raised her eyes and glanced at Dotore, then turned back without leaving a trace, and nodded in agreement.

Since he agreed, he shouldn't break his promise...right?

"Don't get me wrong, Miss, this is not the time I want," Dottore said as if he saw the girl's doubts, "It's easy for me to add flaws to a perfect finished product."

"This time is for you."

"Are you sure you want it to give up an immortal body?"

Dotore put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked at the other side of the glass:

"As the creator of this body, I am very satisfied."

Dotore's tone was full of regret, and if you look closely, you can feel the amusement underneath.

The girl reached out and touched the glass, and the image of "Death" cutting herself open with a knife came back and forth in her mind.

In fact, "death" does not show a strong desire to be a "human being".

It's just that it has always been curious and surprised about all physiological activities.

Even after that incident, it still longed for the girl's feeding. Even if it couldn't fall asleep, it would still watch the girl lie down on its side and look at the girl's face until dawn.

At first, the girl even had to explain to her what "sleep" was.

Because it has no sense of time, the girl's breathing when sleeping is so weak that it is almost non-existent, and she is extremely honest——

Therefore, it always thinks that the girl has fallen into the "death" that the world avoids talking about.

It's just that it didn't understand what "death" was at that time, so it just waited blankly until the girl woke up and asked ignorantly:

"Are you dead?"

The girl was confused at first, then couldn't help but laugh, and felt a burst of sadness amidst the trembling branches of flowers——

How does it stay silent all night long?

Will you feel lonely? Do you force yourself to fall asleep?

Do you feel sad after trying to no avail?

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"Death" put his hand into the girl's palm and shook it from side to side as if he was enjoying himself.

The girl didn't know how to speak, so she just squeezed those cold hands.

There was no breathing, no heartbeat, and even no body temperature. Even the blinking movements were imitated by the girl.

Perhaps out of some kind of debt mentality, seeing such a "death" made the girl feel uncomfortable.

Fingers gently rubbed its palm prints, feeling its empty destiny.

"born?"

"Death" tilted his head and blinked like a girl.

The girl took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling in her throat, and pulled out an unnatural smile:

"fine."

It is impossible that the girl was not touched by Datore's words at all.

Immortality is a huge temptation.

How many people have given up everything to pursue this.

And she——

But he didn't take into account the real idea of ​​"death" at all, and just made the decision for her arbitrarily.

Maybe Dotore is doing the right thing.

She has no right to make decisions for others, even if it means "death".

Looking at the expressionless face of "Death", the girl became a little curious——

Does it really have emotions that a living thing should have?

Even among girls, there is little evidence that "death" has real emotions.

The dependence on the girl, the rejection of Cloudy, even the fear of facing Dotore, the hostility of Pantalone...

It's more like instinct than emotion.

It was as if a voice in its ears kept repeating:

That's what you should do.

At night, when Shi just saw the sky getting dark, he sat on the bed with a pillow in his arms and patted it on the spot where the girl usually slept.

Normally, the girl would explain with a smile:

Although it was dark, it was still very early.

Because the dark nights in winter are already longer,

But today, the girl just finished writing the sentence under her hand and inserted the pen into the ink bottle.

The figure of the girl and "Death" are exactly the same. When the girl traces the face of "Death" in detail, she can't help but sigh:

so similar.

Seeing those misty eyes, the girl couldn't help but think of every night it spent alone by her side, and asked softly:

"Every night, after I fall asleep, what are you thinking about?"

Those eyes blinked and blinked, and answered without thinking:

"I want you to open your eyes and see me."