[HP]You're my cake

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What responded to Harry's anxious call was the sudden loss of weight on his back and the sound of a heavy object falling on the cushion not far away.

"Get up for me------"

The arm was pulled hard, and Harry had to stagger up from the ground with the force

"It's so interesting to be obedient and obedient, isn't it------"

The owner of the palm pushed Harry away after pulling him up

"Mr. Riddle..."

The suspicious obsidian-like eyes glanced at him in displeasure, and after grasping Harry's situation, he turned his cold eyes on Syre who was kicked to the garbage dump

This time Syre, who was really in a mess, was seriously injured. He slammed his clenched fists on the trash can next to him, one punch, two punches, gritted his teeth recklessly, and continued to attack Harry. unrelenting threat

"Give me the sedative! Don't try to escape—you can't escape! I will definitely, definitely find you!"

Tom's face turned even colder, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and when Harry sensed the ominous atmosphere, the former had already stepped towards Syre

"Goog!"

With such a cruel and merciless blow, Syre rolled his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood and rolled to the ground. Tom took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hair to find the magic tool under his high collar, and pressed the button on the lower right corner of Syre without any hesitation. button

Harry took a step forward and was about to say something, but Tom turned his head and squinted at him like a dead man and said, "Go back."

"but…"

"I said go back."

Harry stared at him for a while with a complicated expression, and finally said nothing, just wrapped his scarf and walked out of the alley

As the boy's back disappeared at the end of the alley, Tom took out his cell phone and sent a text message

Harry was sitting on his couch in the bleak basement room where the heating still hadn't been fixed, staring at Tom's bed dreamily.

Not long after he came back here, Tom also opened the door, Harry didn't dare to look at him

The man took off his gloves and threw them on the dining table aside, then walked straight to him and walked up to him

Harry lowered his head, and the man pinched his chin with his hands so that he had to face the person who was running away

"So, it's time to answer my question, what is a 'tranquilizer'?"

Boy looks sideways, eyes flickering

“…………………………”

"...I have tolerated enough of you."

Hearing these words, the boy quickly turned his eyes back to stare at him, his eyes were full of grievances and hesitation, and there was even a flash of pain "...I'm sorry Mr. Riddle, I just think those things are not a big deal to you things, so..."

-----sorry

----- I lied

-----I'm just thinking about myself

-----Syre is right about this

If Riddle knew about the sedative, what would happen to me now?

don't even want to imagine

Especially after living in the same room with the other party and getting so many happy memories

I don't want to imagine

Tom squeezed Harry's jaw tighter and tighter. If he let go now, he might see blue bruises, but Tom didn't stop there.

"Tranquilization is ----- the magician must take one drug a day... Otherwise, the magician will die..."

The man was silent, and quickly continued his question "Why? What is the principle?"

"I don't know... I really don't know..." I don't know, this mystery has been shrouded in the heads of magicians of any level, weaving a heavy, strong and huge net, dehydrated fishes pushing each other Those who are too late to be properly placed by fishermen cannot escape the fate of suffocation

Tom observed Harry's expression, trying to find some clues from it, but there was nothing, he finally let go of the hand that was pinching the boy's chin

Suddenly, Tom thought of a very important thing, so he could not help but slightly widen his eyes

"You... how much tranquilizer do you have?"

The boy no longer avoided his gaze, met the man's more complex eyes, the boy looked into his eyes fixedly, and said in a voice without the slightest ups and downs

"...5 pieces."

Tranquilizer

After searching the largest range of information Tom can do on the drug number, he got the only piece of information

That is, the name and address of the factory that produced the batch of sedative in Harry's possession

Tom couldn't judge, he couldn't judge whether he expected such an outcome

Ever since Harry confessed about sedatives and all things related to them, the atmosphere between the two has become a little bit weird

This strangeness surges in the dark, and against it, the two seem to get along with each other as usual on the surface.

That smile, that clumsiness, that kind of stability, all satirize boys and men

The tacit permission to go out, the fault that is no longer pursued too much, the frown of the man who can sometimes be seen for a moment

Harry put his hand on the cover of an old magazine, only a very short distance away from the back of the man sleeping on the outside of the bed, his green eyes without emotion stared at the wall facing him, silently counting "3 God." Fell asleep

"Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Huh? People get old because someone can answer the questions of young people. If there is something that an old man like me can help with, please don't mind me, kid. Just ask."

"Thank you store manager...I...uh, I don't know what the situation is like, but my——friend, he seems to be worrying...about me."

"Huh, like you're worrying about him right now?"

"The atmosphere between us these two days seems to have become... so weird."

"Where's the heartbeat of the young people, did you tell that child anything?"

"Probably yes...but the content doesn't seem so good to him."

"Is it a dispute?"

"It seems to be, but it's silent...Maybe I'm being sentimental, but for a split second I think he's worried about me."

"Argument—if you want him to be worried about you, why not try to believe that it's not your illusion?"

"Even if you believe it, nothing will change..."

"Misunderstanding always separates people. It is such a powerful and difficult gully. No matter what kind of friendship you once had, one day you will have to go through the test of this deep valley. People often regret it. When they finally have the courage to look back and rejoice When you want to challenge again, everything is always different --- the person on the opposite side will never wait for you forever."

"I----I don't quite understand it, but I know that is definitely not what I expected, what should I do, what can I do------?"

"If you cherish this friendship, take the initiative to go beyond him, ask yourself what you want before you arrive, and then you can understand what the other person wants."

"Because sometimes, the party who misunderstands is you, and maybe you are yourself."

Not only misunderstood others, but also misunderstood yourself

"Mr. Riddle, no matter what, please accept my apology first."

Harry stood in front of Tom's desk and made the above declaration. The latter looked impatient, and a trace of complicated flashed through his eyes very quickly.

After blurting out the opening line, Harry felt like he was shaking for breath

"Are you... worried about me?"

Hearing this sentence, Tom almost sneered: "Are you kidding me? It's not funny."

"What makes you say such nonsense that you don't even think about it before you say it, do you? Brain? Huh?"

Staring at the boy's surprised face, the nameless fire in Tom's heart was burning brightly

"If that's all you're going to say, you can go back to your corner."

After listening to it in a daze, Harry stared at the man's serious and cold face with eyes widened by the other person's words, but the corners of his lips turned up slowly involuntarily: "Mr. Riddle------" As if suddenly enlightened, he pressed his palms on the table, leaned down and approached Tom

"That's it... Please reprimand me more! Please!"

"What the hell is going on with you------" Tom's eyes can be called vicious

Harry suppressed his smile, and just stared fixedly at the opposite person, taking his scowling look into his eyes

He said: "I shouldn't have said it. Even if I was about to be kicked out, I should never have said about the tranquilizer. If I knew that you were really worried about me at all— ---"

"So I said it was all your illusion, get out of here---"

"Let's just pretend it's an illusion---I was going to leave here before that day, I didn't want to dirty your place... I, I don't know how I feel right now, it's just It feels so good, seeing you the way you do now reminds me of my friends."

Harry said, "It's great to meet you."

The boy closes his eyes and the man finally becomes speechless and gives up his argument

[I'm going to cast a magic spell]

[The magic that was cast on Christmas Eve]

【Ultimate Magic】

【That time it succeeded】

【This time it will definitely succeed】

"Mr. Riddle! That radio shouldn't be in that place!...You see, it's definitely more convenient to put it here...but...it's-------(sigh)"

"Mr.Riddle! It's really shameful to waste food!...No! Even if you have eaten pasta with tomato sauce for 5 days, you can't just throw it away for this reason!...Huh? My share is also thrown away?! You Why would you do such a thing?!"

"Mr. Riddle, what do you mean by 'selling ass'?...Eh? Eh, eh?!...This, this is?!...…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Strange!!"

"Mr.Riddle, it's super cold outside today! Can I sleep on your bed?...No, no, no, how could I possibly think about selling butts!...Mr.Riddle? Could it be that you want me to be a man? Wouldn't it be too weird to do that in the middle of nowhere?!......Ahhh sorry sorry sorry so please don't push me back on the couch!"

"Mr. Riddle, welcome back!"

【Welcome back---------------】

"What are you doing?"

Tom asked Harry, who had his back turned to him, not knowing what he was doing, to turn around

Harry turned back with a silly grin, and Tom gave him a disdainful sideways look and went on with his work

Boy watching man's every move while working, satisfied and turning his head away

He puts the empty pill back in his pocket, intending to wait until he leaves the sewer tomorrow before throwing away the scrap plastic

Pretending to be dealing with work, but feeling very depressed

Tomorrow is Tom's birthday, the day of the abomination he never wants to talk about

Suppressing the disgusting feeling in his throat, he fiercely drew a deep mark on the document with the pen

that boy, that silly boy

Tom also remembered that tomorrow was the day Harry ran out of sedatives

Harry bowed deeply to the old store manager as if stepping into a dessert shop for the first time

"Thank you very much for taking care of me these few days --------"

The old store manager looked at Harry and sighed: "Son, are you really not going to get a long-term job here?"

"If I could, I'd love to! ... But, I've got to go somewhere far away tomorrow so, sorry -----"

After saying this, the old man couldn’t stay anymore, but he just looked at the boy in front of him, and suddenly felt an unexplained sadness in his heart, so he comforted the boy and comforted himself, and gave the last farewell words: “It will definitely happen. A great adventure, isn't it?"

Harry's eyes widened after hearing this, and then he smiled brightly: "Yes."

It is still the afterglow, the world that is nostalgic for the dusk

Carrying the cake packaged exquisitely by the old store manager as part-time reward, Harry walked slowly

All the scenery passing by, all the scenery reflected in his eyes

Whether it is a student driving a bicycle, whether it is a mother and daughter holding hands, whether it is an office worker who is calling someone

Whether it is the mottled and dark tree trunks by the roadside, whether it is the snow that falls on the sidewalk and no one cares about it, whether it is the houses on the street or the lanterns at the beginning of night

Whether it is the bright desire on the billboards, whether it is the grotesque life on the TV in the showcase, whether it is the future sung by those people who do not know where they are floating

no matter who, no matter what, no matter what

he sees everything

Take a panoramic view of this small world that was born because of his walking and wherever he went

It's itchy in the nose, something is coming out

He wiped it with the back of his hand, and the back of his hand was stained with scarlet

-------It's time to go back

he thinks

thinking so

Should it be said that he has been unlucky?

"Curse this cursed doom"

Just like ordinary stories that can be seen everywhere, the fate will never be in the hands of the protagonist himself. When they think so, there will inevitably be someone who punishes their arrogant thinking.

"Hey, little brother over there --- come here."

It's a patrolman

Harry's steps froze for a second

My heart beats faster, my heart beats like a drum

He tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and approach obediently, but kept a distance

"Excuse me, the latest routine check, please let us look at your neck."

Facing the two patrolmen, Harry showed a smile, his expression changed drastically in an instant, and he pointed behind them, "Ah!!!"

The patrolmen turned their heads to see that there was no emergency at all, realized that they had been fooled, and chased after Harry.

"Curse this cursed doom"

Like the commonplace, stories that can be seen everywhere

Harry found himself lost after getting rid of the patrolman -------

The author has something to say:

"Death is just another great adventure."

So don't be afraid - that's what I say to both Pot and Vol

The original setting was that Lao Deng was actually Lao Fu's enemy, but if that was the case, the story would become too big, so forget it

Old Deng, I deliberately didn’t mention his name (thumb)

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