Doll Survival Game [Unlimited]

Originally, if the magician hadn't climbed into his bed in the end, this matter would have passed away quietly.

But in the end, he still wanted to join him.

The puppet sat up, and he bent his legs and propped his chin: "If you want to believe me, then I didn't hear a word."

The magician sighed: "That's why I heard everything."

"No." The puppet looked up at the bandaged face of the magician above. To be honest, he seemed to be covered by the magician from this angle, and he felt a strong sense of oppression, so he manipulated the magician to get up and stand on the bed side.

"My ears are not that good. I can't hear what the person downstairs is saying."

So he didn't actually hear any useful information, except for the long time no see and..."that place" that the blond boy told the magician.

"Young master, are you curious?" the magician asked softly.

He was naturally curious, but the magician would only tease him and not tell him...

The magician's gray hair hangs softly in front of him, the mystery is not only his appearance: "Master, you will go to 'that place' sooner or later."

The doll's round eyes curled up: "Really?"

"Yes." The magician was very sure: "The place where I came is the place where you will eventually go."

The puppet twirled its fingers, and he suddenly asked, "Puppet, have we met before?"

It wasn't because he was familiar with him or because he remembered anything, but the magician's attitude towards him was too contradictory.

Luo Yiran could confirm that the magician really wanted to kill him, but the magician did help remind him.

This kind of conflict will not appear for no reason, unless the two have known each other for many years...

Luo Yiran went through the unusual events of the past ten years, and then frowned: "No, we didn't know each other." There was nothing wrong with his memory of the past ten years.

The magician just smiled.

The puppet got tired of guessing, so he manipulated the magician to sit by the bed, and then looked at him for a while, the magician innocently accepted his mercy: "Master?"

A thought suddenly came to the puppet's mind, and he smiled: "Don't you want to sleep in bed? I'll let you sleep in a while."

The bandages around the magician's eyes trembled slightly: "Then what is the young master going to do now...?"

The puppet looked at him, from head to toe, and said, "Afterwards, I will use your body as mine."

The magician was stunned for a moment, before he even started to get excited, he felt his hand being manipulated and placed on the buttons of his clothes.

Then the buttons were undone one by one.

The suit was taken off, the puppet raised its hand, and so did the magician.

"...Master, what are you going to do to me?"

The suit jacket was taken off and laid flat on the bed. There was a strong contrast between the black suit and the white sheets. The puppet stood up, and he stepped on the black suit a few steps: "I said, I want to use your body as mine. "

"In the future, you will also perform my magic tricks."

Puppet, it's better to make the best use of everything.

But before manipulating, he needs to know everything about the magician, including how many props he brings, where he puts them, and... how many clothes he wears and the hidden pockets on his clothes, etc.

The magician put his hand on the collar of his shirt again, and he said expectantly, "Master, am I going to take off my clothes?"

The puppet was checking the magician's coat, and he stretched out his hands to hold the buttons of the coat to look through it. He didn't lift his head when he heard the magician's words: "Don't worry, I won't take off the bandages on your body even though you're naked. And the underwear."

Pity.Magician: "...Then thank you, Master, for your understanding."

The puppet felt at ease, and his voice softened: "You're welcome, after all, there will be a lot of troubles for you in the future."

Since you can't get rid of it, let it become a real tool man.

This familiar tone with a soft voice... the magician understood——he might be tricked.

At this time, there was another thumping sound outside the window. The puppet was obsessed with the magician's props and couldn't extricate itself. It asked casually, "Did the window be closed just now?"

Magician: "...close it."

So the puppet manipulated the magician to get himself a tissue, and he tore it up to plug his ears, pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

And the blond boy who climbed up the window out of breath again stared at the paper towel dragged by the puppet's ear. After a moment of silence, he began to slam on the window angrily, his voice getting higher and higher, and finally he yelled directly: "Sir, open the door!" ! Open the door!"

The puppet turned a deaf ear to it, and only manipulated the man to open the window quickly before the magician took off his pants, and then pushed the blond boy down.

When the young man stubbornly climbed up again, the magician was already lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, as if he had fallen asleep, but his hands and feet were tied with red ropes, and there were bells wrapped around the joints. ring.

And the puppet of Killing Thousand Swords slept on another soft pillow. I don’t know if it was intentionally shown to him. The puppet slept on its side by the window, with its eyes closed and its ears plugged with tissues. The whole face is peaceful.

... He hugged the tube and screamed outside the window, sleeping so soundly inside, the young man felt strongly that life was unfair to him, he... cried in anger.

If it weren't for this necessary task, he, he, he wouldn't stay here for a second!

The boy whimpered and cried outside the window.

Luo Yiran had no dreams all night, and even opened his eyes on time at seven o'clock in the morning.

He didn't block the paper towels, so he could still hear most of the voices, he just pretended not to hear them.But the good thing is that he will wake up when there is a sudden strange sound, but if a certain sound keeps ringing, he will get used to it.

For example, the boy cried for a long time.

So, he slept well last night.

The magician didn't move all night, at least it seemed that he didn't move all night. He watched Luo Yiran sit up and said, "Master, good morning~"

"Good morning."

Luo Yiran scratched his hair, then looked sideways at the window, about to open the window to ventilate the room, but just as he turned his head to the side, he was caught off guard by an extremely haggard face on the glass outside the window.

The blond boy was crying so much that he couldn't stop crying. When Luo Yiran turned his head, his breath was weak but he still tried to maintain his dignity. He smiled reluctantly: "Sir, good morning, the weather is good today, it looks like it will be beautiful for one day."

Puppet: "...um... are you going to follow me all the time?"

The young man broke the can, and his face had lost the sense of bewilderment during the day, and he even looked a little ugly when he made that innocent smile. He said directly: "I have to follow you all the time."

The puppet blinked quickly. He thought of the short time last night when the boy talked with the magician as if he was a different person. He had a little guess in his mind, so he casually said: "Whatever, but if you don't know how to be like a mermaid Don’t laugh when you laugh, you’re not like it at all.”

Almost instantly, the boy's expression turned ferocious, but after a while, his expression restrained again, and he seemed to be used to it and said, "Okay."

Sure enough, a reluctant substitute.

The doll affirmed his thoughts, he manipulated the magician to bring himself to the window, he looked at the thick dark circles of the blond boy: "Sometimes I like your rules very much, like you have the advantage at night, but I don't Seeing that you don't accept you to come in, so even if you can smash the window, you can't do it."

The boy's expression twisted again.

"What's your name?" The puppet's voice was suddenly gentle.

The boy didn't react, the soft voice hit him directly, so he subconsciously replied: "Atel..."

"Then Atel, have you thought about completely replacing the mermaid as a substitute for the mermaid?" Thoughts welled up in the puppet, he leaned close to the glass, looking at the boy with red eyes intently, because it was too close, so it looked like that He was the only one in those beautiful red eyes.

Arthur's eyelashes fluttered.

...He not only wants to replace the mermaid, he even wants everyone's eyes to only look at him.

The magician opened the window, and Artel fell into the room, kneeling on the ground, his hands trembling slightly from climbing all night.

The magician doesn't know what the puppet is going to do, but he knows that the puppet already knows a lot of things, after all, the mermaid substitute has said it all.

"Atel doesn't want to just be a mermaid substitute and parade in the water tank, enjoying the pursuit and cheers that don't belong to him?"

Sure enough, Luo Yiran affirmed that the mermaid in the water tank was Ater...but he didn't know whether he knew that Atel's body in the water tank was not used by himself for a large part of the time.

The magician looked at the puppet in his arms - no, he certainly knew.

After all, last night Atel had already staged a scene where his body was used by others on the spot.

Manipulate the magician to bend down, and the puppet slides from the magician's arm to the ground.He looked up at Ater: "It's hard to be called and go, right? And it's not about being Ater himself."

Ater knew that the little puppet in front of him was bewitching him, but he had to admit that even if he knew, he was still affected by every word of the puppet.

The puppet observes Atel's reaction every second, so as to judge what he should say next to get the result he wants.

The good thing is that Artel has a speculative heart and his reactions are barely concealed.

"Atel has his own charm." The puppet looked up into Atel's eyes: "Shall we prove it?"

"I'm willing to help you not live as a substitute, and you only need to do or reveal a little thing, very few things that won't harm Atel at all...it's a good deal, right?"

Artell's hands trembled, and he had an absurd feeling at this moment—if he had swapped identities with the puppet last night, the puppet would have succeeded in killing him very quickly.

This kind of thinking made Ater come to a result——

Dolls are powerful.

Sunlight penetrated through the window and fell on the doll's soft black hair and clear red eyes.

"Try, try."

Atel's scalp was numb and he wanted to escape here, but in the end he said so.

Hearing this, the doll stood in the sun and showed a gentle smile: "Okay."

Really good, so you can try to have fun in this water city.