dark side

Chapter 10 10

Vic struggled out of the nightmare in a sweaty head.The cold moonlight poured into the room from the window, and the night wind blew the curtains fluttering, like Aphrodite's beautiful and untouchable skirt.

There was no Thanadus, it was all the product of his dreams.

Leaning against the cold wall, he finally regained some sense of reality.The heart, which was beating violently and seemed to be leaving the chest cavity, finally returned to the frequency of the reason at this moment. Vic thought a little depressingly, in the past few days, he did not know what mistakes he made and lost his job as a result. Fortunately, a well-meaning acquaintance found another job for him (although he is used to the prefixes of acquaintances' names. Sex plus damn/bad, etc., it's still a mystery why he's still alive and kicking to this day).

Unexpectedly, he got into trouble with that sissy young master with a small belly, and was chased and bitten by a dog——finally, he spent his life in a stable, his whole body stinks. This has become another big boy in the town. It's a joke, it is said that some good people are planning to make it into a drama.He was confronted with violence again today—well, he asked for it, he was going to let it rot in his stomach.Although his embarrassed appearance when he came back has been seen by most people.

And then there's the nightmare of the day.

While it's unfair to foist this on Rudolf, Vic is quite vocal about it.On the one hand, it's because Rudolf has done too many bad things, not this one.On the other hand, it is because Vic firmly believes that the cause of his nightmares is caused by the young master's various violence against him.

It turned out that his intuition was right.But the matter was only indirectly related to Master Rudolf.

"Alive."

He grumbled and rubbed his eyes.Suddenly feel dry mouth.There is a glass of water on the bedside table, and the water in it is warm.

You can tell who it is with your toes.But Vic was not as moved as in the novel. He held up the glass hesitantly, glanced suspiciously, and wondered how likely it was that the glass of water was drugged.In the end, he raised his head and gulped down the water like a strong man breaking his wrist.

At this moment, he is enveloped by the shadow, which makes people think of the tragic heroes of ancient Greece.Of course, describing it like this will only tarnish those warriors who have lived through the ages.This white chicken (it's better than Rudolf's little boy - Vic) is not dedicated to a noble ideal, he only has this malicious speculation about other people's behavior in his mind, and obeys inertia while hesitating.

Of course, Minos is not a good thing... He did think about bullying Vic, the reason why he gave up-it wasn't because he saw his sleeping face and had the idea of ​​beep beep beep, and finally smiled softly Enmity, he is not the hero of romance/danmei novels, and he has no potential to become one—it’s just that the noble’s eccentric self-esteem does not allow him to give the other party diarrhea and fever. Hanhen gave up the idea.Out of the last crumb-sparse kindness of his heart, he poured Vic a glass of water with a curse.

Apparently, Vic did not receive Minos' strong emotion(...).

After drinking the water, he wiped his mouth.Drowsiness struck again, even though there was still fear in his heart, the warm water just now dissolved everything.He got into bed again and fell asleep under the moonlight.This time he didn't dream of anything outlandish, no sissy young master, no messy gods.

Just quietly fell into the warm darkness.

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But not everyone can enjoy such a wonderful night.For example, for a certain girl (juvenile).

In a place surrounded by darkness, a blond girl (boy) sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with an ugly scar from the tip of her right finger all the way up to her shoulder.The pretty face was full of annoyance.

It's a pity that her brothers are all incomprehensible bastards who don't understand what it means to be sympathetic and sympathetic.However, from the perspective of physiological structure, she or to be more precise, he (although I prefer to call it, but I still gave up with hatred for some reasons) is not a princess who needs to be held in the palm of the hand and cared for, so if With gentlemanly demeanor as the basis for begging a wife, it remains to be seen whether her brothers can get rid of Singles' Day, so don't jump to conclusions.

...Although they really can't find a wife.But who would do something like voluntarily admitting that he is not masculine?

"Have you failed? Phantasos." Icarus, the unscrupulous No. [-], showed a mocking smile, and his sharp, canine-like teeth looked extraordinarily pervasive. "It seems that Lord Reaper is allergic to your perfume. It is completely different from what you usually see in front of women." His demeanor directly hit you out."

"Are you showing off your dog-like sense of smell? Icarus. When did you degenerate to this extent?" Phantasos was not to be outdone, and there was something in his words.

"—what! You sissy—"

"Be quiet! Phantasos, Icarus. Don't embarrass yourself here." Oneiros scolded, even though he was very annoyed by his two younger brothers (?), he still had the face of a late lady.It's no wonder that Icarus discussed with Murphys and Phantasos in private about the issue of his beep beep involving male dignity, and reached an agreement without the slightest conflict.

Of course, after the incident was brought to light, the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere has been shrouded in the palace of the fantasy four gods.As for the aftermath, no one wants to know.

"Phantasos, what's going on?" Ignoring Icarus who was murmuring not knowing what he was talking about, Oneiros asked his brother with a serious attitude—although Phantasus Si's personal hobbies are a bit unacceptable, but she is still very reliable in terms of work ability.No matter how you say it, it wouldn't be such a big mistake—it was directly punched out of the dream by the other party.

Murphys healed Phantasos silently. Apart from being taciturn, he was the most common sense among the four fantasy gods.Although this kind of common sense is "complex rules and regulations infected by humans" for other gods.

But Phantasos did not give the answer Oneiros wanted to know, her expression became serious, "...I don't know, but I will report this to Lord Hypnos myself."

As if realizing something with that beast-like intuition, Icarus did not provoke and ridicule as usual.He shrank his neck and tried to act as a background board.