[Comprehensive Master FZ] When Kuroro becomes a Heroic Spirit

You didn't abandon me, did you?Can I say to myself, are you still by my side?

Even if you are real, even if you really abandon me and leave, I still--I still love you the same way you love me.

The door was knocked lightly twice, and then it was opened from the outside, and it was Claude who came in.

"Master, are you awake yet?" Claude just glanced at the two of them lightly, without any expression.

What Claude showed before was nothing but the gesture that Alos wanted to see.

Make him more dependent on him, make his soul more beautiful.But when he realized that he didn't need it, he naturally didn't have to pull the muscles on his face to make himself produce the expression called emotion in the human mouth.

He might have been dazzled by those scenes yesterday, but that was only because his belongings had been defiled.How can this kind of thing be allowed?It's just that what's his will still be his in the end, even if he can't escape, this is his self-confidence.

Even if the person in front of him is very imposing and looks not weak, but so what?He's a spider.

He believed that he was a spider that quietly waited for the prey to approach, and then slowly devoured the prey.

After laying down a spider silk, Alos, who has no reliance and no one around, will hold on tightly to this life-saving thread, even if this thread is extremely fragile.But in order not to fall, he had to hold on tightly.

This is Alos, a flamboyantly beautiful but fragile soul.

"My lord, what I'm preparing today is 'Her Majesty's black tea'." Claude walked to the table beside the bed.There was a kettle and a cup on the plate in his hand. He didn't care whether Alos answered. After brewing black tea for him, he picked up his clothes and walked to Alos. "Then please, sir, get dressed and get up."

The spider's silk would break at some point, and at that time, who didn't even have a thread to rely on, would he just collapse on the ground, without even the strength to struggle?

Kuroro helped Arlos to trim his hair, wiped away the remaining tears in the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and then walked a few steps to the side to get out of the way.

In other words, because it is out of control, it can bloom even more dazzling brilliance. If there is no one to rely on, there will be no restrictions.

Claude glanced at Kurolo, and started what he would do every day without saying anything.

He took a white shirt, which made Alos's skin look more white and tender.

Alos watched quietly as his deacon helped him to dress. When he buttoned the fourth button, he suddenly smiled, pulled the collar casually, and pulled the button open, revealing the collarbone.

The smile on the corner of his mouth just showed his provocative and expectant heart: "Are you angry?"

Kuroro looked at this scene, and Yalos was looking for the expression he wanted to see, but unfortunately, there was none at all, or even if he knew it, he wouldn't show it that way.

"No, not at all." Claude just pushed his glasses and continued with his task.Those cold and emotionless eyes seemed to be watching a farce.

It made Alos feel like crying, but he didn't.He just lowered the upturned corners of his mouth slightly, with disappointment or other emotions on his face.

To be strong, he is stronger than anyone else, although sometimes, his fragility can completely defeat his strength.

"So, excuse me." Claude glanced at Kuroro who hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, then turned and left.He brushed his hair back again, and that deadpan face almost made it look like he was relieved, or freed from something troubling.

While doing actions to make Alos rely on him more, at the same time make Alos feel that he doesn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Alos felt contradictory that he loved him, but he knew clearly in his heart that probably wasn't the case.He feels that no one loves him, but he longs to be loved.

When I thought I was loved, I couldn't help but question whether someone like myself could really be loved besides Luca?Would anyone but Luca really believe that he understood him and loved him?

Maybe do childish and nasty things, in order to make sure they love him.

Although cruel, the reason is simple.

"Haha, this is--Claude." Alos spread out on the bed, and the sheets that had just been made were creased one after another by him, "Yes, he is Claude..."

"You have me." Kuroro stood next to Alos, then he bent over, put his hands on both sides of his head, leaned over and kissed Alos gently on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, you have me " Kuroro suddenly showed a smile, "So, please try to suppress him."

Alos was stunned.Is he going to believe it?Luca, Luca... is that what Luca means?

Suppress Claude?

"Then I'll..." Alos closed his eyes and hugged Kuroro again, "Just trust you again."

Believe in you again, don't abandon me, absolutely not allowed.

"You can't leave me, this is—" order!

Kuroro kissed Alos on the lips.If the command word is spoken, then the command spell will work.Well, how could that kind of thing happen?

"No, I won't leave you." Kuroro said softly.But lip service is worthless.

Alos showed a smile: "Hey, would you like to have breakfast with me?"

Kuroro suddenly felt that this smile was a bit like his younger brother Luca.It's also the kind of naivety that seems to be ignorant of world affairs.

"Although servants don't need to have breakfast, if this is an invitation from the master." Kuroro whispered in Alos's ear, "It's a great honor to be invited by you."

"Eggs are really pitiful things, don't you think so, Kurolo. They are already so weak, but they still have to be knocked off the eggshell, which is like a protective film, to expose the most vulnerable part nakedly. "Galos seemed to be bored holding the table knife, poking it again and again until it broke.

"This is the weak, right?" Alos seemed to be talking to himself, and then he glanced at the purple-haired maid next to him, deliberately knocked down the cup, and the liquid in it spilled out. "—Hannah!"

Hannah, who always had a melancholy expression on her face, was in a hurry to wipe it off.

What happened later seemed to be unexpected and reasonable.Arlos put his finger into Hannah's left eye with an innocent face, and he also fixed Hannah's head with his left hand to prevent her from going back.Hannah couldn't struggle, or she didn't have the emotion to struggle, and she moaned/groaned in pain.

"Hey, did Hannah forget that servants are not allowed to look directly at their master?" Alos said with an innocent face, apologetic but malicious, "Ah, this is not allowed, as the Torrance family How can your servant be so ignorant of etiquette. This is not allowed, Hannah." With that said, Hannah pulled out her hand, and Hannah collapsed on the ground.

What gives you the right to sympathize with me?What allows you to look at others through me?