geneticist

The Venerable Master’s invitation to a date, I dressed up excitedly, and bought a large bouquet of roses to go to the appointment, but when I got there, I saw my sweetheart holding a girl’s hand, sincerely holding his and the girl’s hands together, and using the Holy Mother In a normal tone: "Yar, this is XXX, I believe that you will be happy together..."

What a scumbag!

but……

"But...but..." As if thinking that the rose was hot, Su Che quickly pushed it back, stuttered for a while, but still couldn't speak!Facing Arslan's dim eyes, Sucher felt that his mind was completely confused.

"I'm done, bastard!" Seeing the two push the bouquet of roses back and forth, the girl who was left aside finally burst out.

Is there any mistake, she should be the owner of this date!

"Is it fun to play with people? Ah! I just want to find a pleasing man on Valentine's Day for a date and a kiss. Why did I meet you two bastards! In the name of dating in front of innocent people All the sweet dogs and men are going to die for me!"

"Hold...Sorry, but Yar and I don't...not..." Frightened by the girl's hysteria, Su Che, who was immersed in his brain, woke up like a dream, and it took him a while to find his voice, thinking in a hurry explain.

"Excuse me! You two are about to go blind, okay? Please do something good and get a room, don't be an eyesore to me, a poor bachelor!" The girl in red looked at her with disdain. Suche glanced at him, snapped his fingers boldly, and said to the stunned waiter: "Fuck, it's really not good to go out, give me a glass of your most expensive wine to wash away your bad luck!"

She drank down the glass of spirits and put it heavily on the table. The girl wiped her mouth, glanced at everyone disdainfully, and said loudly: "I won't waste time with you guys. Hey, who wants to date me? Give me Stand up, fags die."

After a long silence in the bar, a gentle and elegant young man stood up.

"This beautiful lady, I wonder if I have this honor?"

Just like that, under the admiring eyes of everyone in the audience, the girl left behind the two doggy men, and followed her new suitor away arrogantly.

After a while, the bar buzzed with discussions.

"Tsk tsk, what a hot girl! I like it."

"Like why I didn't see you go up just now!"

"Hey, did you hear that girl said that the two boys are a couple?"

"I said, why are there three people crowded in the couple seat..."

I couldn't stay here any longer, so I hurriedly paid the bill, and Su Che fled with his face twisted under the contemptuous eyes of everyone.

"Sucher!" Arslan followed closely behind him, and said worriedly.

"You idiot, why do you say such things!" Walking down the street, Su Che became more and more angry when he thought about it. Your sister's dog boy, he is clearly a great brotherhood, okay? Father's halo shines on the world!

"I don't like her." Arslan said unhappily.

"Then who do you like? You tell me that I will help you catch her, but please don't make me look bad again, okay?" Sucher looked at Arslan who was full of awkwardness with some headaches.

Arslan stopped, and his face slowly turned red.

Damn, come to this trick again, the innocent boy will be killed in seconds!

Su Che felt his heart was hit hard.

It's too much, as a geneticist, you should obviously take the brutal and ruthless route, it's a foul for being cute!

Then, he heard Arslan whisper, "Actually, I like you..."

That night, Erenfell received the action report from Sucher.

There is only one line above:

"Your sister! How much love is lacking in the children who grew up in the Master Corps!!!"

"Skye? Are you short of love?" After reading this inexplicable report several times, Erenfell asked with some doubts

[Extra] Arslan

About why the children who grew up in the Master Corps are so lacking in love.

Gunblood Rose is one of the three elite regiments of the Federation, with an incomparably glorious history.

Unlike Saint Lily, who prefers the children of aristocratic families, and White Rose, who likes military academy elites, most of the soldiers in Blood Rose are from grassroots folk. In the words of these veterans, their blood is ingrained with spirits, tobacco and masculinity. Animal-specific sweaty odor.

The old captain of Blood Rose, nicknamed "The Roaring Lion", has messy and fluffy brown hair, and a deep bony scar runs through his cheek. He doesn't look like the captain of the regular federal army, but more like a pirate who dominates the stars. chief.

This majestic old regiment leader participated in many major battles when he was young, and was famous for his ferocity and bravery. Even now that he is old, his reputation is still alive.

There are mixed members in Blood Rose, including star bandit leaders who were captured by the federal army and turned to the bright side, as well as unruly former free mercenaries. All these rough men who worked hard in blood and fire were once murderers without blinking an eye.After these rough old men became regular federal troops, they were bound in the base. Under the threat of violence from the old regiment leader, their life consisted of eating, sleeping, training, and watching pornographic movies.

Until one day, the old team leader who went out on a mission brought back a little boy.

"His name is Arslan, and from today onwards, he will be our member of Blood Rose."

As a result, there is one more item in Gunblood Rose's daily life: bullying the children.

Different from ordinary children, Little Yar was quite indifferent to the outside world, always silently curled up in the shadows, watching the group of teachers frolicking warily.

His eyes were a deep smoky gray, childlike cleanliness with a hint of guard and loneliness, like an abandoned little beast.

In fact, he was indeed a child abandoned by his family.

At first, the old leader just took pity on the child and just picked him up, and had no intention of adopting him.After contacting Arslan's father, he told the taciturn boy that he would be returning to his parents soon.

The young Arslan lowered his head and said nothing.

The next day, he performed a feat that shocked the entire base.

An eight-year-old child followed those muscular men and abruptly completed a full set of teacher training.

Under the shocked eyes of the old regiment leader, Arslan only had time to say a word: "Don't drive me away!"

Then he fell into a coma.

After waking up, Arslan was told that he had become the youngest reserve member of the Order of Bloodrose.

Arslan's biological mother had long since passed away, and his prominent father had married another beautiful wife, and he never set his sights on this child.

Arslan is a superfluous person, growing silently in the corner.

Until that time when he went out on vacation and was abandoned by everyone, the eight-year-old Arslan bid farewell to his biological father in such a decisive way, without a trace of nostalgia.

At this time, Arslan, although he has gone through ups and downs, still has the state of mind of an ordinary child. He will be sad, sad, and seek comfort.

If it was in other places, a child with delicate features, hiding in the shadows and looking at you with such sad eyes, a normal woman would rush over to pick up little Yar and keep kissing his little face, normal The male must also crouch down and tousle his hair with rare patience.

It's a pity that this is the master base where muscular men live.

These muscular men also like Arslan, who is a little pudding, but the way this group of guys who think they are real men express their feelings is so special.

(One)

Arslan is sick.

In fact, many children secretly like to be sick, because once they are sick, they can lie on the bed without any scruples, make all kinds of willful demands, and send the adults around.They deliberately pretended to be afraid of taking medicine, and justly enjoyed the feeling of being held in someone's arms with worry.

When he was very young, while his mother was alive, Yar was like those children, but after his mother died, Yar was no longer qualified to play the sick and weak little prince.

No one would abuse him, but no one would care about him, let alone hold him in his arms and take care of him carefully and tenderly.

Yar was used to being ignored and used to fend for herself.

In the Master Corps, the sick Yaer once again enjoyed the attention of everyone.

This group of well-bodied elders heard that the newly arrived cub had a fever, and they all flocked to Arslan's bedside as if watching a rare animal.

Arslan curled his small body into a ball and wrapped it in the quilt, a little shy and a little excited, expecting these guys who looked fierce but were actually kind-hearted to touch his hair, or comfort himself not to be afraid take medicine.

"It's really just a cold? Wow, I haven't seen anyone catch a cold for a long time. Children are weak."

"Oh, it's really just a cold. Fortunately, I heard the news and came here in a hurry. I thought the brat broke his leg."

"That's right, what kind of illness is a cold? Last time I was beaten to a bone by the head of the regiment. Didn't I still train the next day?"

"What are you? I broke three ribs in the big three-pointed star area. Didn't I easily kill a dozen or so star robbers?"

As a result, the topics that a group of muscular men showed off became more and more brutal, and they never thought about the consequences of talking about these bloody topics in front of a child...

Arslan silently pulled up the quilt to cover his head, turned his back to the bastards, and decided to close his eyes and go to sleep.

The next day, he recovered from his illness.

Since then, Arslan