The correct way to deal with multiple personalities

When he suddenly came back to his senses, he was already sitting at the bar drinking what kind of wine he didn't know.

Where is this?

Logan was sitting on the bar stool at that time, still holding the glass of wine in his hand, he was caught off guard and choked.

At that time, a hand was directly stretched out to help Shunqi in name, but in fact he was eating tofu, but was thrown there by a very handsome over-the-shoulder fall by Logan and did not get up for a long time.

The bar, which was so loud at the time, was silent for at least a minute.

Logan drank half of his unfinished glass of wine in one go, picked up what looked to be his coat, and stood up.

…Until he subconsciously reached out and touched the empty pocket.

"...Tsk."

Deafly pulling his eyelids, Logan simply tossed his clothes aside, knocked on the bar, and asked for another drink from the calm bartender who was wiping the glass.

When the little girl walked in bouncingly, Logan heard the surprised voices of several people.

... Don't wonder why Wolverine didn't recognize that the person sitting next to him was not a girl, no matter in his demeanor or voice, he looked like a rebellious little girl.

... Especially his left hand has a girl's special slender and small bones.

When he grinned and snapped his fingers to indicate that he had paid Logan for the drink, Logan had already planned to leave; until the Goddess of Fate told the great Wolverine that the person sitting next to him was a kissing maniac.

But who is Logan?Even if you lose your memory, you won't be so surprised because a girl came up to kiss you, okay?

...But the premise is that it is a girl_(:3"∠)_.

That kiss smelled like milk—so why do you think I didn't know you liked milk? — and a bit of strawberry flavor.

...very special strawberry flavor, with a bit of fishy smell.

But Logan didn't pay much attention to these messy and mixed smells, he just wandered around with the clothes - judging by the subtle dissonance between the clothes and his own style of painting, the clothes were not his - and then continued to talk to The scent of other strawberries passed by at least six times.

Logan himself wasn't sure if he was being followed, or because his nose was too sharp to feel the bloody smell on his collar.

But—when Logan finally turned around and changed direction to follow the smell, the bastard had already closed the door tightly.

Scratching his hair irritably, the vigorous Wolverine rolled into the room with one hand.

——Why do you have to put the flower pot under the window!

Wolverine, who had subconsciously changed his footing, still fell with an unsteady center of gravity.

"...Hello?" I heard the transvestite say something in the room from a distance, footsteps came from the dark room where only furniture could be seen, and the moment the door was opened, Wolverine was caught off guard. pounced on.

"Huh? I thought it was a thief."

The black-haired, black-eyed boy picked up the towel on his shoulders and wrung it dry, and put it on his head again as if he was weak, "It's in the middle of the night."

He stood taller than Logan by half a head.

...In short, neither the voice nor the height can match the weakness.

"...Did we know each other before?"

"NO, no appointment."

Who the hell asks you if you want a date!

The boy spread out on the sofa with his legs crossed. Seeing that the bucket of instant noodles in front of him was still the water he boiled, Logan stopped beating him up for his messy jokes and his rebellious style.

"My name?—oh, I don't think you'd know it if you knew."

Logan originally thought so.

"...However, if you want to know?" The corner of the boy's mouth curled up into a smile that was completely entertaining, "Master Naley."

"Come and hear my name?"

After eating the last mouthful of noodles, Logan finally couldn't help stretching out his paws.

If Naley felt inexplicable that the two of them were together inexplicably, Logan's feeling about it was as if he had been hypnotized by that bastard unconsciously.

After Logan showed his claws, Naley became enthusiastic about him instead, and then Logan was refreshed.

There are creatures that feed off of human negativity.

Almost when Nalei sees him, he will give him a kiss. People don't care if it's called kissing or eating.

Tsk, just kiss me.

Logan didn't feel something was wrong until he was pressed on the sofa and the bastard was forced to interlock his hands.

Fuck, who the hell knows what to eat!

A sob was suppressed in the throat, and it was forced into a muffled hum.

Logan covered his eyes with his arms, still unable to imagine why things turned out like this.

Then his hand was tightly held by Nalei, his arm was removed from his eyes, and both hands were clasped—at this moment, it was very obvious that Nalei had two different hands, only one was Warm——The boy in double black looked down from above, and smiled with some ambiguity.

Logan sighed, broke free from two different hands, and slowly embraced Nalei.

damn it.

What kind of evil did I fall into?

Too close a distance can make two people feel each other's heartbeat.

"……You bastard."

Even though he claims not to be human, he has such a warm and powerful heartbeat.

It's like the devil in human disguise and the wolf in sheep's clothing.

In the end, you were caught by the devil, but you didn't want to escape.

When Logan woke up from the nightmare, he was speechless for three seconds facing the wall with several holes poked, and when he turned around, his big face was too close.

"—You are so close to death!" His claws are all stretched out!

"Mm," Naley said in a lower voice, "Mm—"

Then he straightened up from Logan's bed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I accidentally smelled a fragrance."

Logan poker face: "Go back to your sleep."

With his back to the window and his head lowered slightly, Logan could see the moon behind him.

Then, as expected, he was pulled by the hand.

"Well, it's more delicious than I imagined." Finally, he licked the corners of his mouth, and Logan sighed.

There is no way to take him.

Unknowingly, they spend a lot of time together, just watching a movie in the house or going out for a walk. After getting acquainted with each other, they feel that they are very suitable.

There have been almost no major conflicts, except—well, when we went up and down, we didn't quarrel, and we just ignored the process of passionate love and stepped into an old couple.

...I really was hypnotized by him at some point.

When Logan reflected, he had just woken up and looked at Nalei with a wicked smile while drawing something in his hand, which looked purely like a prank.

"Hey! Look, this is my favorite sister." He waved the photo in his hand, but Logan realized that he was painting the frame black.

...something is wrong.

When you open your eyes and see a bastard very close to you staring at you like a Stoka, what is the first reaction of a normal person?

... Anyway, Logan is almost used to it.

But this time it was very abnormal, the bastard turned on the dim yellow light, flipped through a book in his hand, and looked like a literary boy.

"Wake up."

"...didn't sleep?"

"Can't sleep."

The ordinary daily life, until he saw Nalei slowly turning the pages of the book, and the blood flowed down the pages bit by bit, he was stunned.

"Do you believe me when I say this is a prank prop?"

"Ghosts will believe it!"

"Well, how about telling you a bedtime fairy tale?"

"...?"

"Once upon a time, a heartless devil took a female warrior as his wife and gave birth to a pair of twins. The younger sister was as gentle and upright as the female warrior, but the older brother was as ruthless as that devil."

His voice seemed to come from the abyss.

With a steady, but seemingly smiling voice, Logan closed his eyes with a bit of a headache.

A burst of dizziness.

"...Then my sister said, I'm waiting for you in heaven. That's the end of the story....Ah."

There was a weird smile on the boy's mouth.

He put his hand over Logan's eyes and covered Logan's strong knuckles with the other.

If he had a nightmare at this time - the young man thought, raised Logan's hand with his right hand, and gently pressed it against his chest.

The Christ statue was too close to his chest, and a burning pain came from there.

…But, I need a hand to snap my fingers.

The teenager finally put his hand on Logan's forehead and did not move away.

Well, sweet dream.

"...I love you."

Logan subconsciously realized that he had indeed forgotten something.

Perhaps because of this inexplicable feeling, when Naley said "I lied to you", he did have a momentary impulse.

But he didn't expect things to come back to this point.

Hey, I said the bastard with several holes in his chest, he agreed to pretend to be dead every day but he won't die.

Crying so ugly must be true love.

His slender fingernails are red all over, but they're not actually as long as Wolverine's own claws.

Wolverine watched him turn and sit down with difficulty with his head raised, not even daring to lower his head.

Fuck, what are you doing as an afterthought after you have stabbed it all?

He could hear Naley's breathing gradually disappearing, and Logan's thinking wasn't so fuzzy. He was even thinking that if someone passed by here tomorrow and saw the two suspected of being in love, it would probably be published in the newspapers.

If Victor knew about Cliff, he would be laughed at forever.

...Victor?

Logan's eyes darkened.

Unlike Naley, who always remembers and hasn't forgotten much, Logan attaches great importance to his memory.

If it wasn't for being bluffed by that scumbag; if it wasn't for forgetting that he had a healing factor.

It is estimated that there are other options besides killing him.

In fact, when the paw pierced it but encountered resistance, it was discovered that the bastard hid Yin in his arms;

But, it's over.

The moment he opened his eyes, he even had an illusion, and the bastard came over and said, "It's just a prank."

Well, you won, Naley, you heartless bastard, because you didn't have the heart to pay back your EQ, you took other people's tricks away.

Ha ha.

When Logan saw the bastard who was talking non-stop and still wearing a familiar smell walking around beside him, he instantly wanted to rub his past despair into the trash can.

The author has something to say:

Note: Master, Master, the meaning of the master, I checked the Internet and found that there is actually a name like this...

I don't know why this chapter... I wrote a lot of long sentences without punctuation TAT. After this extra episode, it will be a side story!How about starting with the mishandling of multiple personalities?First write a few BEs and finally give a HE!See, I will echo from beginning to end! (Is that called a little question?)...Accidentally stupid (I have already written my homework and wrote that I have a snake mental illness) It’s really bad (touching my head), how about a good message?You have to tell me what you think so I can correct the painting style (first correct your own writing style)

Judge, don't worry!Even though it’s about BE, I can still write it cutely (you’re really working towards the goal of schizophrenia)

Moreover, there will not be much repetition in the continuous viewing of various branch lines!

*easter egg*

【Seriously, do you have to treat your life like a game? 】"You have to know, what kind of messy happyend brother wants to achieve is a simple and explosive thing, such as devoting all your heart and soul to destroying the world in the late stage of second disease, but who made you insist on giving brother a love line. "

【...You have to tear up my outline yourself to be happy, right? ] "Oops, that's right."

Wolverine + Days of Future Past