Port Nanny, Dementia Online

"Ayu..."

In the dream, the person whose face could not be seen whispered his name in a low voice, the warmth of Shima Yuko's palm was dyed bright red, panic filled the air like fog, and an unexplained palpitation gripped him tightly.

The beep sounded like an early warning on the detector, pulling Shima Yuko's heartstrings one after another.

The man begged Shima Yuu with an extremely gentle voice.

"……kill me."

……

Shimao hugged the quilt and huddled on the bed, staring at the figure in front of him who looked extraordinarily slender surrounded by many monitors.

"Can't sleep?"

Fyodor, who noticed his gaze, asked.

They were living in a dark underground base, which was not a comfortable place at all for the Sunshine Doll who had a sunny personality.

But for Fyodor, who mocks himself as an underground mouse, he doesn't need to see the sun at all.

Fyodor was not a person who would carefully raise Sunshine Dolls. He usually just threw them into the mouse's den, finished it, and then left Shima Yuto to fend for itself.

The sickly young man sat in front of a table with many monitors connected, and many obscure characters flashed on the screen. Shima Yu couldn't understand what the codes flashed on the screen symbolized.

"Have a nightmare."

Shima said he didn't expect Fyodor to turn around and comfort him.

"I want to stay by your side for a while."

Beside Fyodor, there is a very comfortable chair on the edge that does not affect his typing posture.

That's Shima Yu's exclusive seat.

Even if he couldn't understand what Fyodor was doing at all, Yuu Shima just stayed beside him quietly, flipping through books on how to adjust.

Shima Yu takes this as a matter of course, he and Fyodor are already lovers.

Is it normal behavior to want to stick with each other?But both Ivan and Pushkin looked at him with that hopeless, terminally ill look.

"Why would the master choose you like this..."

It was as if his mind was gone.

Except for Fei Jia, the rats of this dead house have lost their brains, right?

"Then come here." The sickly young man did not refuse Shima Yu's approach, the collar on his neck shook slightly, his neck was so slender that it seemed as if it would break.

Not even the size fits him in the store, Fyodor refuses the clerk's kind offer to have it made to size, bound by a collar as if he belonged to someone else's mark.

He minimized the presence of the collar.

The collar was around his neck, revealing a small gap between his skin and Shima Yuu, who was covered with a quilt and sat down beside Fyodor, his gaze moved with the swing of the collar.

"If you can't sleep." Fyodor huddled on the seat, without ear protection cap, his black hair fell along the line of his face, softly sticking to the side of his face, his right thumb was bitten to bloody, It's his way of thinking, "There's medicine on the table."

Fyodor has always helped Shima Yuto prepare tranquilizers. As a doctor, the young man never doubted that Fyodor had ulterior motives. In addition to the tranquilizers, there is another method that can barely suppress Shima Yu's insomnia.Unfortunately, Fei Jia needs too little sleep time, and Shima Yu never gets enough sleep.

In the dream, the boy with a blurred face kept begging Shimao to kill him, but Shimao stared at his hand holding the scalpel, unable to penetrate the opponent's heart no matter what.

Yuu Shima inexplicably matched the other party with Fyodor.

But when Fyodor was asked, he got a negative answer from the other party.

Maybe it could be his very important existence, but he has searched all the memories, and there is no such existence at all.

"Is this important?" Fyodor, who was being harassed, was not annoyed at all. He already knew what kind of person Shima Yuko was. "I care about who the person in your dream is."

He even patiently spared time to be with Shima Yu.

He will be well-behaved for those he can rely on, but it is inevitable that there will be times when he is disobedient. He allows the other party to invade his life, takes care of his basic necessities, and acts more intimately than a personal doctor.

Raising a sunny baby is not as simple as raising a mouse. You only need to provide enough food and water, and you can let the other party live happily in the mouse hole.

The young man who hasn't had enough sunlight for a long time looks extremely pale, and his figure is gradually getting thinner.

He is indeed not as well-raised as Nakahara Nakaya, but fortunately Shima Yu doesn't care about this.In other words, Nakahara Chuya has completely disappeared from Shima Yuu's mind, so naturally there is no comparison.

The presence of a collar is a hint.

'Remember to take your medicine on time. '

Fyodor only needs to remind such a sentence, and the other party will naturally swallow the medicine obediently,

The underground base was damp and cold, and Shimao shivered even though he was wrapped in the quilt. He and Fei Jia showed the same shivering. On the table were half-read books, and Shimao was piled up on the floor of the room. Read the book.

"It's not that important, but I'm always curious about who it is."

Yuu Shima gave up asking Fyodor about the nightmare, and lightly pulled Fyodor's right hand that was bleeding from the bite without realizing it, and began to treat the wound.

Fyodor opened his purple eyes and watched Shima Yuu's movements curiously. The young man disinfected and bandaged Fyodor's fingers skillfully in one go, wrapping Fyodor's fingers tightly.

"Does it hurt?"

Fyodor thought about how to answer, hesitating between telling the truth and not wanting to listen to Yuu Shima's worries.

"It doesn't hurt that much."

Shima Yu because of this reason and sense.The sex.intercourse.complex answer laughed, "That's the pain."

"Next time I'll put mustard and chili on Fedya's fingers."

Fyodor grumbled: "This way of disciplining babies doesn't work for me."

The Yokohama catastrophe caused by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was still resolved by the port Mafia and the armed detective agency. Fyodor sighed softly. To achieve his goal, he still needed that 'book', and the young people around him were He absolutely cannot hand over one of the opponent's hole cards.

Rather than letting the hole cards be used freely in the hands of the enemy, it is better to hold them by yourself.

He restricted Shimao's travel, and now there are at least three forces in Yokohama City who are still searching for Shimao's traces. At this time, Shimao appeared outside rashly, and the possibility of being discovered is very high.

Fortunately, Shima Yu doesn't mind giving up Sunshine.

The next day, Fyodor had a basket of handmade props on his desk, which seemed to be used to pass the time for Yuu Shima, and he suggested, "Why don't you make a sunny doll."

"Sunny Doll?" Shima Yu was a little confused. The Sunny Doll didn't fit well with this underground cave where you couldn't even see with your fingers without turning on the lights, but it was a good way to pass the time.

Out of an inexplicable idea that suddenly appeared in his mind, he chose a piece of gray fabric.

As if he had done it hundreds of times, his hand held the needle and shuttled back and forth on the fabric, and the faceless sunny doll gradually took shape in Shima Yuki's hands. He looked at the dusty existence and complained to Fyodor , "Why do I feel that I am doing a little ugly?"

Fyodor glanced at it and said, "I don't think it's ugly."

"The mouse should be this color, shouldn't it?" Fyodor said with a smile: "Ayu, please continue to do it, I am looking forward to what kind of sunny doll will appear."

Shimao cautiously painted on the bulging head. No matter how he drew, he felt that the brushstrokes were delicate. The facial features of the sunny doll had a preliminary outline, but he was not satisfied no matter how he drew it. He planned to remove the outer layer of fabric and re- painting.

"Let me do it."

Fyodor held Shima Yu's hand, his hand was very cold, not like a mammal but more like some kind of cold-blooded animal.His ability to imitate is excellent, and he painted the exact same facial features on the face of Sunny Doll as Hiyori.

"Fei Jia, your drawing is quite ugly." Shima Yu said sincerely, "I might as well draw it myself." Although it might not be much better.

"Don't you like it?" Fyodor laughed dumbfoundedly.

In the end, Yuu Shima left three beards on the left and right sides of Sunshine Doll's face. I don't know if it looks like a cat or a mouse.

Probably rats, after all Fyodor founded an organization called the Rats of the Dead House.

Then he should be a cute little mouse to accompany him.

The fully completed Sunshine Doll gave off a faint golden light in Shima Yu's hands, and blinked its beady eyes, as if it didn't know where it was.

"Can it move?" After all, it was the Qingtian doll in his hands, and Shima Yuu was not afraid. He felt that the power in Qingtian doll came from the same source as him, and it was an existence completely separated from his body.

"This is Ayu's ability." Fyodor explained, leading: "Have you never noticed it?"

"Is that so...?" Shimao stared at the sunny baby shivering in his palm for some reason, feeling very suspicious, how could his ability be this cowardly sunny baby?

"You scared the kid."

The smile on Fyodor's face carried a gentle meaning, and the eyes of the dusty Sunny Doll in his hand suddenly lit up, and he raised his hands as if to hug him.

Shimao suddenly had a sense of crisis that the sunny baby was competing with him for favor. He put the sunny baby on his shoulder and made a solemn statement.

"This is mine, Fei Jia is not allowed to rob me."

……

Yuu Shima set up a camp bed behind Fyodor's studio, and he fell asleep with the buzzing sound of the chassis every night.

As a doctor, he knew that it was not good to rely on tranquillizers all the time. He usually tried to fall asleep on his own in the first half of the night, and pestered Fei Jia to accompany him to sleep in the second half of the night.

Three times out of ten, Fedya would give up his precious computer and come to bed.

When he was awakened by the nightmare again, and the boy's murmurs and pleadings in the dream still echoed in his mind, Shimao grasped the palm weakly, and the weak touch spread along the nerves all the way to his arm.

Fyodor was still sitting in front of the computer, Shima Yu didn't want to disturb him, and silently huddled under the blanket, but the other party still noticed his awakening, got up and walked over.

"Since you can't sleep..." Fyodor slowly climbed onto the bed. He took off the ear protection cap on his head, and the dark cloak that had been draped over his shoulders was also draped over the back of the chair.

Not only did Shimao not panic when the young man approached him, but he even enjoyed it a little bit, enjoying Fei Jia's rare initiative.

The health of both of them is not good. Under Shimao's recuperation day by day, Fyodor is getting better, but Shimao, who lacks sunshine, is getting worse and worse.

"Once in a while I'm doing my lover's duty," Fyodor said unhurriedly.

He took Shima Yuu's scalpel by the bedside, it was a rather old scalpel.Shimao still remembers that this is the first time he used it and left it on purpose. In the chaotic environment in the early years, let alone a scalpel, it is good to be able to hold a knife. It is either rusted or missing, and he cherishes it very much. This scalpel has a lot of spare blades, but it is not easy to replace the handle.

"Someone asked you to kill him in a dream, right?" Fyodor asked him. "Is it such a dream?"

Shima Yuu nodded, his intuition was wrong, but he never lied to Fyodor.

"If I say, let Ah Yu kill me, will you feel guilty?"

"I won't do it." Shima Yu frowned, feeling uncomfortable with this conjecture.

"Anyone who says that to Ah Yu will feel guilty, so there is no need to feel guilty about this person."

"What's more, he is just one of your patients." The scalpel was turning flexibly at Fyodor's fingertips. Thinking of what happened in the book, his purple pupils shone with a deep light, "He is dead .”

"Haven't you already confirmed this point, Ayu?"

Fyodor held Shima Yu's hand, let him hold the scalpel, and led him to his heart.

"Compared to helping you solve this nightmare."

"I prefer to overlay my own nightmares."

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