present to the lord

Ye Shenyue gave a speech to the freshmen of the university with a faint confident smile. He is a very sunny and charming boy.

"Let's invite Liuhe Hanshu to give a speech."

With a scruffy appearance and unruly clothes, L stood on the stage amidst the whispers of the freshmen.

When Rick saw Fan Haoran who was following L, he immediately stopped looking around, and immediately stood next to the bright red robed Reaper with a very fast movement, his huge body squatted down , Looking at the Grim Reaper wearing a bone mask, he laughed.

Ye Shenyue glanced at Ruke strangely: Strange, is there anything there?

Fan Haoran looked at L talking to Ye Shenyue, boldly probing and examining with sharp eyes.

The two gods of death knew it well, but they just watched the teenagers spying on each other without saying a word, their words were sharp and deep, as if every breath carried the light of a knife and blood, silently killing people invisible.

The only difference is that Ruk is a god of death who cannot tell the truth, but Fan Haoran will tell L everything he wants to know.

Because of the death of the agent who dispatched Ye Shenyue, Ye Shenyue was locked, and the appearance of L represented everything.

There is a very high probability that Ye Shenyue will be suspected.

"Aliar, did you see something today?" L looked at the back of Ye Shenyue who had already left, but what he didn't know was that behind Ya Shenyue, the Death God Rick was flying slowly in mid-air showing off his wealth.

"L, you can see me because you got my notebook. Although you have a DN, it doesn't mean you can see death other than me." A magnetic soft voice came from behind the mask.

"Ye Shenyue is following Death..." L's forehead hair is very long, and only the thick dark circles under his eyes can be seen. His movements of shrinking his shoulders are still the same as usual, and his tone of voice is very soft and slow. "Just get his notebook..."

But is it really that simple?

Even though he is only a freshman, the young Ye Shenyue is smart enough. He has the composure and openness that most adults don't have, and he is far more powerful than others.

Hide the notebook in the interlayer of the drawer and set up layers of confusion and obstacles. Even if you find it, the end will only be destroyed by a fire.Without the slightest worry and hesitant decision, his scheming and means far surpassed ordinary people.

The streets are pitch black, and there is not even a trace of night wind in the summer night. There are no stars in the night sky in the Kanto region, only the shadows cast by various ghostly street lamps and houses under the night.

"Aliar, that kid is the guy you found?" Death God Rick flew slowly behind the red robe Death God, "Looks very weak."

"Why, you're curious." Fan Haoran also remembered L's exaggerated dark circles, and said, "How do you feel with Ye Shenyue?"

"It's weird." Ruk seemed a little depressed, "He's not afraid of me at all, he doesn't flatter me, and he would ruthlessly say that I did something wrong. He is really a strange human being."

"Ru Ke, I don't want to see L's name appear in your notebook." Fan Haoran stopped and looked into the eyes of the god of death Ru Ke, and smiled lightly, and a laugh came from the mask, "You'd better remember this a little."

"I don't know about that." Ruk was made very uncomfortable by that soft and cold voice, but he wanted to watch a good show again, "Now the notebook belongs to Ah Yue."

"I know." He nodded, he naturally knew all these things, and he would not allow L to soften his heart towards Ye Shenyue, "I just wanted to tell you."

"Even if you're dead, there's still an eraser." Ruk didn't care, and flapped his wings and flew forward, "Come on, Ah Yue is about to go to sleep, and his rest time is very punctual every day."

……

"Have you ever gone out?" L squatted on the chair and buried himself in the darkness, but his eyes were open and he looked at the god of death flying in from the window.

"Why don't you rest?" Fan Haoran took off the blood-red robe, lifted the mask off his face, threw it on the back of the sofa, walked over and hugged the thin boy, " you should go to bed."

"Hi!!" L stared wide-eyed in amazement, completely unexpected that he would be picked up by this reticent Grim Reaper, "What are you doing!"

"It's time for you to sleep. Long-term lack of sleep will affect the health of the brain and the body, causing permanent damage." The face of the god of death can still be seen in the dark, and when the dark eyes are looking down at you, That quiet gaze makes you irrefutable, "Your bones are deformed due to long-term sitting posture problems, and you should be very aware of these situations."

L's buttocks were sitting in a bird-like posture, strong and powerful arms, like the posture of a baby being held, even he would feel ashamed.

"What does this have to do with you, put me down." L calmed down, his eyes were still bright and clear in the darkness, and emphasized again in a slow and soft tone, "Put me down."

Fan Haoran looked at him sideways for a while: "You should go to sleep."

After staring at each other for a long time, L finally moved his body unwillingly, his buttocks were still quite clear on the hot arms of Death, separated by a layer of denim.He fidgeted and could only nod in frustration.

"I see, let me down now."

Bending down to put the child down, Fan Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly happily: "Go." He pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

L: ...

"Don't like to go alone? Then the two of us can go together." Death said seriously, as if he thought his suggestion was good, he nodded, raised his hand and began to untie himself tightly around his neck with his fingers with beautiful phalanges gem buttons.

"Stop, I'll go by myself." L couldn't figure out if there was something wrong with this God of Death's head. He glanced at this handsome and quiet man with an incomprehensible and slightly horrified look, and suddenly felt that he was not Bringing home a problem.

"Bang!" The bathroom door was slammed shut.

Fan Haoran even heard the sound of locking.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help evoking a smile, L was just an overly smart kid.Orphanage children...

The suppression that the House of Huamizi suffered was always in an unsustainable state of desperation when L had not yet grown up, and the fact that it can grow into such a place now is also because of L's premature maturity.

"L na..."

After becoming Shinigami, no, it should be said that since he became Shuten-douji in the third world, he hasn't really fallen asleep for a long time.

Looking at the teenager curled up on the corner of the bed, the room is very empty, there is nothing else but a bed, such a barren space, it is completely impossible to think that this is the room of the world's most powerful detective.

Opposite the bed was the window, and the shutters were tightly closed.

Fan Haoran was wearing a dark red gown with arabesque patterns, with dark red gemstone buttons all the way up to his neck. He was slender and his bones were not wide.

He stood by the bed and looked down quietly at the boy on the bed tightening his legs again, arching his back as if he wanted to seek protection.A thin young man, with black hair loosely scattered on the side of his face and the pillow, his huddled posture is very pitiful.

The young man suddenly trembled, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be sleeping very restlessly.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils dilated, and his eyes were empty.

After a while, he realized that he was lying on the bed. When he got up, his body froze suddenly. He obviously saw a god of death standing beside his bed. His forehead hurt because he just woke up from a dream and didn't want to fall asleep again.

"Why are you here..." L's voice was a little weak, he sat up with his legs curled up, leaning his thin back against the wall, lowering his head slightly, he couldn't see clearly what his expression was at this time.

"I haven't slept for a long time." Reaper said, in the empty room, the male's deep voice was very reassuring.

"Why don't you sleep." L had just had a vague dream, as if struggling to break free from the dream, his nose was covered with fine sweat.Usually, at times like this, he would just curl up on the sofa and take a nap casually, and would not fall into a deep sleep. Now he just wants to get rid of that sense of despair, anyone is fine.

"Probably because I'm not sleepy." The God of Death seemed to be having a hard time answering this question. He paused, and then spoke again. Every time he spoke, it was as beautiful as the sound of a piano coming from the mountains, "I've almost forgotten about sleep I feel it."

"Didn't you be the god of death at first?" L's CPU started up again, and he wiped the sweat from his nose and forehead with his sleeve, ready to get up from the bed.

"No." Fan Haoran responded lightly, but stepped forward and pressed the young man on the bed again, bent slightly, and pressed his palm on the young man's shoulder, and L sat down again with force.

"No? Then how did you become the Grim Reaper." L sat on the bed and didn't struggle to get up. He looked at the Grim Reaper who climbed onto his bed in puzzlement, "What are you doing?"

"I want to sleep." Grim Reaper's face was very blurry in the dark, but he could still feel that it was a very good face, "I was human before I became Grim Reaper, ah, I'm not human anymore."

L was forced to lie beside Grim Reaper, feeling Grim Reaper's hot palm on his shoulder, and L, who was lying on his side facing Grim Reaper, stretched out his hand to push that hand away.

"Then why did you become a god of death, and human beings can also become a god of death?" L was completely sleepless, because he knew that it was impossible for him to get up to solve the case. A kind of puzzling situation.

There was a long silence.

"To keep you alive." The God of Death said suddenly.

"Live...?" L couldn't believe what he heard, he seemed to feel a suffocation from his heart all the way down the trachea to his nose.

"L, are you lonely?" Fan Haoran stared at the boy's still sleep-deprived eyes in the darkness, "Do you want to have a playmate?"

Because of premature maturity and super high IQ, I took on all the consumption of the Huamizi House, and finally found out that I had broken away from the "human" and stood at an absolute high IQ, looking around There was no one around but himself.

Why is there no one?

Then, he discovered Ye Shenyue.

"No, I don't think about those things. Those are weak people." L closed his eyes and replied calmly, "Now I found something interesting."

"L, then enjoy yourself."

——Go and enjoy the game of chasing each other with Ye Shenyue.