Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

……Well.

There is a hazy mist in front of my eyes, everything is blurred into an afterimage of nothingness in the dim light, and the mottled light and shadow are reflected in the iris, swaying gently like water waves.

When Rei Tsushima woke up, she saw the familiar figure kneeling in front of her for the first time.

Upright, straight and meticulous.

—with repulsive rot and board.

The young child sat up and rubbed his eyes, the slender eyelashes were wet with physiological tears, drooping wetly, revealing a little pathetic.

The scene in Tsushima Reo's eyes gradually became clearer, and he realized that he woke up in an old Japanese room.

The simple and thin shoji paper door with no decorations, the coffee table and low cabinet covered with fine dust, the bedding that also smelled of dust was covered on his body, and the futon on which the man was kneeling was like a dessert shop Like the Qingtuan pastry used as a sample, it has a stiff, cold and decadent atmosphere.

"Are you awake?" The man turned around, revealing a familiar face that was deeply engraved in Tsushima Reo's mind.

Reo Tsushima suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a look of confusion and surprise. He stared closely at the person in front of him, carefully sizing up the face that should not have appeared in front of him again, hesitating and unsure. Confidently whispered, "...my lord father?"

Ryoso leaned against Tsushima Youweiro's body, and smiled at Tsushima Reo, "I, Reo." He asked, "Do you remember where this is?"

Reio Tsushima looked around at the familiar items, and replied softly, "...the Tsushima house in Yokosuka."

He didn't use the word home, but there was a look of joy in his eyes as clear as black pearls.

Reo Tsushima recalled the memory of his brother who was his age tenderly bandaging his wound in this room.

But Rensuo obviously misunderstood what Reyang Tsushima meant. He looked at the wavering expression on his face with satisfaction, and felt that all his hard work was not in vain.

Tsushima Ueiro's body had already been burned to charcoal in a fire at the Tsushima mansion in Tokyo that year. It should have been sent to a funeral home for cremation and buried by members of the Tsushima clan.

But because when Japan was at war, Tsushima Ueiro became famous as a staunch hawk. In order to boost the morale of the people, the politicians above decided to transform the abandoned Tsushima mansion into a memorial hall after discussion. To commemorate Tsushima Ueiro's outstanding contribution to his family.

By chance, Tsushima Ueiro's charred corpse was preserved in this way, and it has fallen into the hands of Yusuo until today.

It is not easy to repair Tsushima Ueiro's scorched corpse that was burned beyond recognition by the fire. In addition, Tsushima Ueiro is just an ordinary person. It seems that the effective method for the corpse of a conjurer will not work on Tsushima Ueiro. It took a lot of effort to win Tsushima Reo's favor.

It's a pity that because the body was too badly damaged, there was basically no useful memory information left, and the information about Tsushima Ueiro was also destroyed by unknown people. Adjust your attitude by observing Reo Tsushima's reaction.

Lisuo stretched out his hand to Reyo Tsushima, stroked his head, and thought about it for a while, with a hypocritical pulse in his eyes, and he still maintained that majestic appearance, and said generously, "Long time no see, You've grown so big."

Rei Tsushima was stunned for a moment, then both sides of her mouth curled up, and she showed such a bright smile without any haze towards Ryoso, "I don't have a child anymore, my lord father!"

His lively and natural attitude misled Ronso, making him think he had a good hand.

It seems [Son of God] has a good relationship with his father.

Thinking this way in his heart, Reo Tsushima made slight adjustments to Reo Tsushima's attitude, becoming softer.

To be honest, it was a bit weird to use Tsushima Ueiro's almost sinister handsome face to make that loving gesture, just like watching an eagle trying to caress a rabbit, which makes people feel an unimaginable dislocation.

"Ah, you don't have a child anymore, but I..." Li Suo sighed with some regret, his gesture of hesitating to speak, as if he was deeply troubled, was really well done, and anyone who saw it would involuntarily ask "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Rei Tsushima naturally saw what Ronso wanted him to do. He was a considerate child, and he followed his meaning and asked, "Why are you frowning, Father?" His beautiful eyes like glass candy Staring at him wholeheartedly, shining like waves on the lake, he asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Li Suo secretly smiled in his heart, but his face showed a struggling look, "Lianyang, you know, I don't want to involve you...but there is no way." He said, "Only you can do this." thing."

"Only you... can help me realize that great wish." At this moment, he was already showing some strangeness, almost paranoid fanaticism in his eyes.

Ryoso stroked Tsushima Reyo's shoulder, coaxing with a low and soft voice, "Let me ask [forcing], Liao."

"You're a good boy, aren't you?"

Reyo Tsushima smiled, and he agreed briskly, "Okay." The eyes that belonged to the child were still clear to the bottom, as pure and innocent as animals, "If it is the wish of the father."

"Yes, because of some accidents, I changed my name." Knowing the rule that Reyo Tsushima can only use his name to force, he prepared a piece of cloth with his name written on it and hid it in his cuff. It was pulled out, handed to Tsushima Reo, and said with a smile, "It's fine for Lio to call me by my current name."

He was worried that the pseudonym would cause the spell to fail, so he specially handed over his real name.

[羂索]

Reyo Tsushima took the piece of cloth, but it was written with uncommon characters that he didn't know yet, which made it difficult for the child who had just started to read the textbook.

"Father..." A shy expression appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth in embarrassment, "I haven't learned these two words yet."

"Ah, I didn't think it through." Kosou showed a gentle smile against Tsushima Ueiro's face, and he quickly pointed to the two words, and Tsushima recited word by word, "...understand Yet?"

"Yeah!" Tsushima Reyo nodded heavily at him, the smile on her face was lively and lovely.

Such a cute child.

Even Ron Suo had to admit this fact, he thought, Guojindao Lianyang's children from ordinary families must be pampered and spoiled to grow up.

"Then Father, get ready!"

Reo Tsushima said in such a brisk tone.

"Yeah. It's already ready." And Ron Suo also said this with anticipation.

Reo Tsushima stood up, turned and walked towards the low cabinet covered in a layer of fine haze.

His memory is very good, and as far as he is concerned, time has not passed for a long time. Yu Tsushima Reyang reached into the dark cabinet, and after groping for a while, he found what he wanted in the old place. s things.

"Ah, found it."

He exhaled softly with some surprise.

Reso's gaze was also involuntarily attracted, and he watched Reyo Tsushima's hand withdraw from the low cabinet. At this moment, a pair of red-handled scissors suddenly appeared in his hand.

The old pair of red-handled scissors were gone, the silvery-white blade was covered with black and yellow rust due to the wet rainy season, and the hard iron had turned into a thin and brittle shell, and dirty particles fell down rustlingly. Dirty rust powder, the scarlet rubber wrapped around the handle was yellowed and degummed, and it was dry and cracked again, precariously hanging on the scissors, refusing to come off.

Reo Tsushima stuffed her fingers into the handle, and tried to open and close it twice, but the screw in the center was also decayed and rusted as expected, and each time it opened and closed, there was a harsh and piercing friction sound.

It was an unpleasant and uncomfortable sound, but Rei Tsushima listened carefully, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Lisuo was stunned for a moment, for some reason, it was as if a thin current flowed across his scalp, bringing a burst of paralysis that made the hairs stand on end.

"...How did you turn out such an old pair of scissors?" Ling Suo asked cautiously involuntarily.

"Huh?" Rei Tsushima looked back at him sideways, with the corners of her mouth curled up, "Have you forgotten, Father?"

An ominous premonition involuntarily appeared in the heart of Yan Suo, he thought about it, and asked carefully, "Is there something important?" Then he immediately apologized, "Sorry, Lianyang, I don't care... "

He was going to find an excuse to say that he forgot, but Reo Tsushima interrupted him.

"Father, there is no need to apologize." Reyo Tsushima shook his head, with an angelic smile on his face, and he said, "It's nothing important, I just suddenly missed my father at that time."

"Why do you suddenly think of the past?" Yan Suo began to feel that something was wrong, he was worried that he would show his feet somewhere, and wanted to change the subject, "Is it not right now?"

But Reo Tsushima just interrupted his unfinished words, and said with a smile, "At that time, my father was arrogant, authoritarian and cruel, and he had no empathy for others, even if he treated others cruelly. I will feel the slightest guilt, but there is such a dirty and huge dirty desire in Mingming's body..."

The more he listened, the more he realized that something was wrong.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

He couldn't help but stood up, and called out a little uneasily, "Just a moment... wait a minute!"

But Reo Tsushima was not as obedient as before. He also stood up, holding the rusty pair of red-handled scissors in his hand, and still had a motionless smile like a mask on his face. He raised his head slightly voice, continued, "I have never had the opportunity to say what I said to my father before——I actually like, like my father at that time very much."

"——It's extremely dirty, extremely ugly, and extremely humble, and that's the best thing about Father."

Tsushima Reo suddenly smiled at him.

Not so hypocritical smile, but with a smile from the heart, sincere joy.

"羂索." Tsushima called out his name affectionately, handed out the old and decayed red-handled scissors with both hands expectantly, and asked sweetly, "Can you use this pair of scissors on your neck?" Open the wound?"

"Keep, keep showing me until I say stop."