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Beepbeep——Beepbeep——
The sunlight outside the window has already shone into it, and the alarm clock on the bedside table has started ringing at the right time. You furrow your brow and shrink into the blanket, trying to isolate the alarm clock that keeps ringing.
But unfortunately, it's of no use. The alarm clock is still ringing, and your heart is starting to get restless, but you also know that it's time to get up now, even though you are unwilling. So, you pressed the alarm clock, and the annoying thing finally stopped ringing. However, the poor alarm clock still couldn't escape your morning sickness, and you accidentally hit it on the ground. It's also a pity that you put some thought into choosing an alarm clock, so you don't worry about it falling to the ground and dying tragically.
Your arm was weakly placed by the bedside table and drooped down, but soon you propped yourself up, sat up from the bed, yawned, and stretched lazily.
Oh, my goodness. Why is there such a thing as going to school in the world? Maybe you played too much on Sunday, and now on Monday, you're completely tired like a dog. Forget it, admit it, students' lives are almost not their lives (of course, this is self mockery). Do you dare to bet that your hair is almost exploding now? If Eclipse were here now, he would definitely laugh at you, and you would inevitably want to punch him. But now, you need to tidy up quickly, because you also need to wake up this troublesome family member together. He also slept quite late yesterday.
You took the fastest time to tidy up the room, and of course, yourself, quickly washed your face and brushed your teeth, as well as your messy hair.
Okay, next - you turn your gaze to the other door in the hallway outside your room. You know he must still be lying down. It's time for his dear little one to get him out of bed.
You pushed open the door, and although the room was pitch black due to the curtains being closed, you still saw the silhouette of an animatronic humming on the bed. So, you walked over and pulled open the curtains, and the sunlight instantly illuminated the room. You also heard the subtle sound of the blanket moving, ok, this guy doesn't seem to want to get up.
Well——
Without hesitation, you lifted the blanket and threw it aside.
Your gaze turned to the bed, and Eclipse finally moved on the bed. However, this guy buried his face directly in the pillow, and there was a humming sound in his mouth. He seemed unwilling to get up.
"Hurry up, who said it and also called yourself up, hurry up - "you said, leaning on the bed and pushing Eclipse twice to get him up.
The guy on the bed used his flexible robotic arm to grope around and finally found the blanket you had thrown away. He wrapped himself tightly and wriggled inside the soft blanket, clearly——Moving towards his dreams again.
Your patience finally ran out, and you grabbed onto the obstructive blanket and pulled it outwards forcefully, causing the unsuspecting Eclipse to be pulled and moved a bit, barely stopping at the edge of the bed.
He opened his still hazy eyes, and a part of the blanket was pressed under him, making it impossible for you to pull it out. And he seemed dissatisfied, but more importantly speechless, "Can't you be gentle?"
A wave of frustration surged in your heart, and you wished you could kick this guy out of bed. But you still took a deep breath, and a sweet and cloying sound sounded like your vocal cords, "My dear brother~you should wake up now~✧"
"……"Eclipse showed a disgusted expression as he let go of the blanket in his hand. You were still holding onto it, naturally being hurt by your own strength.
"So disgusting…"Eclipse said as soon as you stood still.
"What a coincidence, I think so too. "With an expressionless expression, you slammed the blanket in your hand onto his head, freeing up your hands and finally being able to rub the goosebumps on your body.
"It seems like I need to rinse my mouth again, it's so disgusting... "you murmured, and finally spoke irritably towards Eclipse, who was completely sober." You go wash up too."
Eclipse didn't answer. He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and said, "Oh,come on,my alarm clock hasn't even gone off yet."
You widened your eyes and spoke to this unreasonable guy, "It was you who asked me to wake you up early, but you thought I was willing to call you?"
Faced with you was that damn guy yawning from being beaten up, but unfortunately you didn't have anything else in your hand for a while. You held your chest and waited for a while, while Eclipse lazily sat on the bed, searching for things in the ocean of dreams —— maybe a coat, maybe a phone. But this doesn't affect his slow movements that make you feel disgusted. "Get up quickly, it's your turn to cook this morning."
"Can't you do it since you're up so early? "Eclipse finally picked up his phone from between the beds, flipping through the notification bar and saying.
"You... Oh, if you want to be called to your parents again because I'm late, I'm willing to accompany you. What would you like to eat? How about mixing concrete with spaghetti?"
"……"In order to protect his energy and stomach bag from your malicious abuse, Eclipse chose to compromise.
You didn't really rinse your mouth again, the bathroom is now dominated by Eclipse. You came to the kitchen and wanted to get the chocolate milk you bought last night from the fridge.
But you only saw lonely pure milk in the milk grid layer.
"Why is one bottle of milk missing? Where's the chocolate milk I just bought last night? "You looked again, then your skeptical gaze turned to Eclipse." Did you drink it? That's something I bought specifically for flavor."
Eclipse just took out the pot from the cabinet and gave you a glance upon hearing it. The cabinet door that hadn't arrived and was closed was pressed against his head, and the silicone texture of the rays was bent and bent, like his owner suddenly being hooked onto a big pot.
But you, who are obsessed with finding milk, haven't seen it and are still accusing me, "Why did you steal my milk even though there is pure milk with its original flavor!"
Eclipse's mouth twitched as he couldn't help but say, "I don't drink anything so sweet that it's cloying, it's just you who likes it."
"Then tell me where my chocolate milk went!"
"You must have started sleepwalking and drinking on your own. It's a bit scary. How about locking you in your room next time?"
"Oh, great. It seems like I can legitimately come out and dismantle your parts when you come home late. Do you think I believe in sleepwalking?! You only came back after I fell asleep last night.So,it was you!"
"That must be because there are ghosts at home. He likes chocolate milk,a tasteless ghost."
"Hey!"
Eclipse is no longer paying attention to you. He plans to get some noodles. He remembers asking you to buy them last night, so he reached for the shopping bag on the dining table. Then the sensor on his finger told him that there was something hard here.
Eclipse flipped over and pulled out a bottle of chocolate milk from the bag.
When you hear Eclipse calling out to you, you only make an unhappy hum. But he was still calling out to you. You looked over and saw the bottle in his hand, the coffee colored liquid swaying and shaking, greeting you.
"It looks like you haven't put it in the fridge at all, "Eclipse looked at you awkwardly, and then you confidently (actually, not, but for your dignity) stepped forward to snatch it away. You pour yourself a full cup as usual, out of your kindness, not guilt to pour Eclipse a cup, of course, just plain milk.
This glass of pure milk did not resolve Eclipse's dissatisfaction, you understand, after all, the gaze behind you is about to see through your guilt. However, you still take it for granted that you have found it.
Eclipse squinted his eyes and stared at you. He took out his noodles, and as he turned around, you heard his loud and clear retaliation, "I'm going to sprinkle bitter bitter gourds all over your face."
"Don't you dare!"
In the end, you forcibly poured all those evil bitter gourds into the Eclipse bowl, and his expression of enjoyment made you once again marvel at his outrageous hobbies.
After dinner, you clean up your dishes, count your backpack, and as usual, you will lie at the kitchen door and say goodbye to Eclipse, then go to that unlucky school to spend a meaningless day.
Your face was pressed against the kitchen door, but Eclipse's phone interrupted you and rang. Eclipse won't shy away from you, he shook the water off his hand and playfully flicked it onto your face before wiping it dry.
All you can do is quietly and angrily grab his rays while he answers the phone.
"Um,…okay, I'll come later."
Did you hear something like "Work？"
"Yes, the goods have arrived, and it's a big order "Eclipse accelerated the dishwashing process.
"Oh, congratulations. "You don't really care about these things, after all, Eclipse is a shipping guy for a company and seems to have a good reputation. Eclipse has done many so-called large orders in the past.
"You're going to be late. Or do you want to help me wash the dishes? "Eclipse flicked water droplets at you again, but this time you angrily retaliated twice and ran away before Eclipse raised his hand again.
Eclipse sighed that you were not cute at all, shook his head, and his phone vibrated again. This time, a few pictures were sent, and Eclipse's eyes became sharp. He tapped his fingers on the marble desk and finally replied with a few words.
The summer bus is not comfortable, stuffy, sticky, and has an indescribable odor.
You feel nauseous, looking around, trying to find something to distract your attention. The small TV that comes with the bus just caught your eye.
The dull news has become your redemption at this moment, and it feels strange that you are slandering like this.
After reading a long section of social news and even the stock trends that Eclipse is more concerned about, oh my god, it's better to kill you.
When playing the weather forecast, sudden news breaks catch your attention. That is a news article reminding citizens to pay attention to safety. The host mentioned some rampant gang organizations recently.
You've heard of these, there were rumors in school a few days ago about the growth of gang forces. At that time, you thought it was a prank made by bored students, but was it actually true?
But this has nothing to do with you, you finally arrived at the station. You squeezed out of this hellish bus.
Unlike buses, summer classrooms lack the nauseating stickiness, but the heat remains. Attention seems to be unable to gather smoothly, they are scattered by the restlessness brought by the heat, the teacher's voice is gentle in the ear, the world becomes hazy, a light and sealed veil covers you, and your consciousness is limp in the summer.
You suddenly can't feel the heat, it's very comfortable, your consciousness is sinking more and more——the pain of reality wakes you up.
You shouted, covered your forehead, and almost blurted out foul language when you saw the teacher holding back with a thin angry face.
Your dignified math teacher and homeroom teacher withdrew the hand he held in front of him, took a chalk again, and tapped the blackboard with his other hand,intimidating the students who turned their heads and whispered. You heard him calling out to you, "Can you retell the solution to this problem?"
You ignored those gloating gazes, but high school knowledge is not difficult for you. After all, your 'demon' at home guided your studies with the standards of a robot, so you completed the answer incredibly smoothly.
The math teacher nodded and asked you to sit down, but gently reminded you, "Please try to stay awake in class."
You responded to the teacher,than looking bored at the window.
Fortunately, the bell rang quickly.
You pack up your things, take your lunch box, and go to the rooftop of the school. Apart from enjoying your lunch——please forgive me, but you really can't stand school lunch. You have to wait for someone else.
There will be small groups in every class, and your class will also have them, which has nothing to do with you, but they are talking about you. You leave the classroom without looking sideways, ignoring all their 'freak' words. These childish words won't sway your emotions at all.
You sit on the rooftop water tank platform, with a huge water tank behind you that can cover you up, providing you with peace and reducing unnecessary entanglement. Moreover, no one wants to sit near the water tank, so this has become a secret base for you and your friends.
Your friend didn't make you wait too long when clear footsteps sounded. When you turned back, she had already flipped onto the platform with one hand, her golden hair scattered like the sun's radiance, and they gathered again, softly hanging down, revealing the shining protagonist.
"You came a bit slow today, Vanessa."
The proximity of a friend makes you feel better, and the girl next to you embraces you, raising an eyebrow and saying, "Revenge on last time."
Of course, last time I was only five minutes late, but this time you are six minutes late.
"Nonsense, it's five and a half."
It was a simple quarrel. You looked at each other and smiled. Vanessa complained about the chemistry teacher who suddenly got angry before class ended. You said that the ungrateful guy in the morning called the morning event.
The whispering quickly ended, and after laughing at Vanessa's gossip, you reached out your hand to her and said, "Alright, where don't you know today."
Vanessa didn't procrastinate, she took out her error book and said, "Here it is."
"Aren't these questions of the same type?"
"Nonsense, the data is all different."
"……"
You are a top student, but unfortunately Vanessa is not. On the contrary, she is not good at learning. So you took over the heavy burden of tutoring her, but fortunately it didn't affect your relationship. Both you and Vanessa have a personality that doesn't care about criticism.
The preparatory bell reminds you that the afternoon class is about to begin. You have just finished the last question, and when you turn around, you see Vanessa's bewildered eyes. You understand that she still hasn't understood, and you sigh, "You can take a look at the notes I gave you later and do them again. By the way, have you done the questions I assigned you today
Vanessa put away her notebook and jumped off the platform first. "I've done it, I'll bring it to you tomorrow noon." After you stood still, you two went downstairs together. You and Vanessa were not in the same building, so you quickly separated.
Your next class is Chinese, which is more hypnotic than math. You may need some sobering methods... Your thoughts are interrupted, and a bunch of people appear in front of you, specifically, a group of senior guys surrounding a boy wearing a junior school uniform.
As you get closer, you can still hear the word 'money'. It seems to be a protection fee, stop and look straight over. Okay, you may have some chivalrous spirit.
Suddenly standing on the open ground, a figure is still very obvious. Someone has discovered you and is threatening you fiercely.
"Get lost, don't meddle in other people's affairs!"
They found themselves still standing there, someone approaching you, and at the same time, he sneered, "Want a hero to save the beauty?A delicate girl like you…"
You don't want to listen to them finish their tasteless nonsense. That noisy bird wants to touch you. You first grab his hand, turn around tightly, and then grab his shoulder with your backhand. Before these thugs who only know how to punch react, there are already more people at your feet.
Just after completing a shoulder over fall, you quickly moved and knew the principle of starting first is better, so you immediately swung your fist towards the one who just laughed the loudest.
"Are you okay?"
You want to go up and check on that lower grade student, but you can see his trembling.
"T…thank you... thank you."
You sensed his fear and waved your hand at him, "Okay, okay, go back quickly."
The boy tremblingly avoided the scattered bodies on the ground and left as if running away. The second preparatory bell urges you again, and you don't plan to stay for long. One of the guys groaning on the ground propped up his body and glared at you with resentment, "I remember you... Do you know who my bro is? Bitch, he won't let you go!"
You glanced at him, gave him a foot, and finally confirmed that he couldn't get up at all. You didn't care at all about the other person's harsh words, and walked towards the classroom.
You didn't really care about that harsh sentence, but you didn't expect it to come so quickly.
The last class after school in your school is usually self-study. After the teacher assigns homework, the classroom quiets down, and the sound of the pen's brush acts as the countdown of the clock. You have already finished your homework, so this self-study time is very agonizing for you. Fifteen minutes, twelve minutes, ten minutes…
There are still five minutes left. You have already packed your things, and you casually pulled a book and pretended to look at it, with all your attention on the clock on the wall.
You are about to return home, cook a delicious meal, and then lie on the sofa watching some programs casually. The minute hand representing five minutes is about to turn, and suddenly, someone is blocking you.
You furrow your brow slightly, the shadow cast by the incandescent lamp oppressively covering you, making your mood start to decline. You don't like it like this. You sit up straight, the light reappears on you, and you recognize the person standing with his chest crossed - at noon, he even organized his small group to curse you in front of you.
"Is there something wrong? "Another person walked over to the person, and you recognized him. You looked displeased at the person in front of you. That lackey slammed onto your desk, and the heavy sound seemed to press the pause button. Your five minutes were stretched out, like the shadow of the other person leaning over, displayed in front of you.
"You bullied my little bro at noon, don't you have any explanation? Our weirdo."
Something flashed through your mind, and the threat that you were about to forget was quickly flipped out by you. You leaned back in your chair and sneered disdainfully, "Are you saying you're bullying the garbage of lower grades? What, he's only allowed to bully people and I'm not allowed to take out the garbage?"
"You bitch! Don't leave after school. Freaks like you just need to be cleaned up!"
"If you can't stand it, you'll become angry and embarrassed? Hmph, that's really impressive. "You rolled your eyes at them, and your dinner was definitely more important than theirs.
Fortunately, while you miss dinner, the pleasant ringing of the bell finally comes to mind. You just pick up your shoulder bag, and the troublemaker tries to stop you, cursing at you in a nonsensical manner, just like that meaningless' freak 'and' bitch '. This has no killing power, just push them away and say, "Don't block the way, I have to go back and cook."
The feeling of hitting cotton with a punch made these two people's chests rise and fall with anger, but your words reminded them. With just a cold laugh, you took big strides and were thinking about the content of dinner. You automatically ignored those incompetent and furious words, but your ears will never, ever miss such words.
"Ah,yes, after all, your family still has a broken piece of iron that keeps this oil bottle of yours."
You have already pushed open the classroom door, and there is still one step left before you can leave the classroom, but you withdrew your foot.
"What are you saying? "Your voice was even calmer than you imagined, which was amazing - even though your chest was already brewing anger.
Someone knows how to nourish anger. The two of them spoke each other's words, which stimulated you.
"I said, is Miss Orphan going back to take care of the broken iron? Sigh, why do you think her family only has that robot? Neither of her parents have it."
"Bro, stop joking around with her. It's really uncomfortable for her parents to abandon her because she's a freak."
"Hey, maintain some face for the orphan girl. Maybe the robot she values killed her parents and brought her up by her side. Looking at the good side, at least her parents still love her."
"Bro, you're right. Hahaha!How does it feel to be raised by an enemy? Do you still need to cook for your enemy and understand their taste? Be careful not to eat him and ruin him."
The continuous laughter behind you turned into firewood, and the fire in your heart grew stronger and stronger. They rampaged up to your brain, and you began to gasp for breath, your chest heaving violently. Your fists clenched tightly and hung beside you.
You finally couldn't help it anymore, quickly turned your toes, pulled off your shoulder bag with your right hand and fiercely smashed it into the face of that dog, while the trembling fist in your left hand hit the fragile bridge of your nose.
You almost hit them, someone is pulling your hair, your scalp is almost torn open, their fists falling on you bring bruises, and your stomach seems to have been kicked. But excessive anger numbs your nerves, and the only command transmitted by your brain is to smash these two beasts' faces hard.
Your argument not only stopped you, but also prevented everyone in the class from leaving. The next moment you pounced, the girls let out a cry of surprise and were stunned for a while. Finally,the boys remembered to step forward and stop someone.
Your front table held you tightly, shouting words to calm you down, but your gaze remained fixed on the guys who were lying on the ground with bruises and swollen faces. You tried to move your feet again, and your front table stumbled and almost fell.
"How strong you are!" He roast that you still didn't care. You dragged him forward again, and your hand was about to pull their collar.
"What is this doing! "The stern voice interrupted everything, piercing through your anger and finally allowing your brain to receive signals from the outside world.
Your homeroom teacher is standing at the door, obviously he was called over by a huge commotion.
When you look around, the tables and chairs have already been overturned. When you just kicked the two animals, you kicked them onto the hard tables and chairs. The two people with bruised noses and swollen faces saw the teacher, and the resentment on their faces was swept away. With slightly cracked corners of their mouths, the wicked first complained.
"Teacher! She suddenly went crazy and hit us!"
"Yeah, teacher!Look at our injuries!"
Your homeroom teacher has always been an upright teacher. He didn't listen to anyone's words, but looked at you with that dignified face and said, "Tell me what happened."
The blocked pain returned to you, but it was not enough to make you fall. You stood straight, and the anger that had not completely subsided looked at those two beasts from your eyes, "They should be punched!"
Your homeroom teacher brought the three of you to the office. You have always been unwilling to express your perspective, and the homeroom teacher knows your stubbornness. He sighed and said, "You have gone a bit too far this time.Call your parents separately first."
You noticed the mocking glances from those two people and glared back without showing any weakness. Your homeroom teacher noticed the atmosphere between you, interrupted you harshly, and then started educating you again.
The homeroom teacher handed you his phone, and all three calls went unanswered. The electronic female voice kept repeating her words, and you gradually became impatient. What was Eclipse doing.
The homeroom teacher fell silent and asked you to go out and use your own phone to make a call, then supervise the other two people.
The result of your phone call is the same. You lean against the wall, with an emotionless electronic female voice in your ear. In the gap of the office next to you, the two people you hit have already called out to their parents. In the receiver, their parents' voices and the electronic voice on your phone hover in your ears, and you purse your lips.
The third link hangs up, you stare at your phone. The quietness in the office actually makes it hard for you to breathe. You hit it again, and your expectations fall and fall. You lean against the wall, feeling the support it gives you.
Eclipse finished counting all the goods, and with a cold face, he watched as his subordinates moved away the goods. The space in front of him once again turned empty. He waved his hand to the subordinates who asked if he had gotten on the car. Walking aside, he finally had time to take out his constantly vibrating phone.
The fourth phone call was answered, and you stood up straight, with your back off the wall. You looked at the other side with a strange expression and said, "The busy person is finally willing to answer the phone."
Eclipse still let out his thudding voice, "What's wrong?You should be at home at this point. Don't tell me you didn't bring your keys, then you'll have to temporarily sleep on the streets."
You are a bit speechless, but you know that the other person cannot see your expression, and the white eyes that are about to be revealed are suppressed by you.
"No"you paused for a moment, organized your voice, and tried to explain the facts in a shorter way," I hit someone, the teacher asked you to come over."
After a moment of silence, you heard Eclipse's rarely serious voice, "Who bullied you?"
You don't know when Eclipse became garrulous, "you scratched your head and said," No, who can bully me? Anyway, come to school quickly."
Eclipse acted swiftly, and after hanging up the phone, he turned around and walked towards the car.
He is already familiar with the road to your school, after all, he has been called more than once. Besides fighting and skipping school, Eclipse sighed. It's his fault. He used the standard of animatronics to tutor you, which made you feel that school couldn't learn anything useful. He has deeply realized his mistake and has already repaid it to him.
As for fighting, Eclipse also knows you well. He knows you won't take the initiative to fight others, so it's very likely that someone else provoked you. Thinking of this, Eclipse's action of closing the car door paused slightly, and a fierce smile appeared on his face. He didn't mind helping to educate those brats again.
The appearance of animatronics in crowds is already abrupt, and these groups that are not yet accepted by humans will have their gaze following them wherever they go. Not to mention the gloomy animatronic that appeared at the school gate, one can imagine how eye-catching it is, oh, with a lot of fearful versions.
However, as soon as he approached the familiar office, Eclipse restrained his expression and tidied up his clothes. For today's big order, he was dressed more formally than usual, ensuring that his tie was not misplaced. He pushed open the office door.
You stood in opposition to those two people and their parents, noticing the commotion at the door. You saw the belated Eclipse, who was rarely dressed so formally, and you were even stunned by it.
Your homeroom teacher noticed the surprise of two parents in the office and introduced them first, indicating that he were your guardians.
Eclipse smiled politely, following the usual way of greeting the two parents by reaching out their hands. This was a friendly gesture from humans, but it didn't seem to be directed towards animatronics.
The two parents on the opposite side even shrunk their hands, showing obvious resistance. The lonely robotic arm hung in mid air, feeling a bit awkward for a moment. They looked at Eclipse strangely, including you. You and Eclipse don't really care about this awkwardness, you just rolled out a big white eye at them when you noticed the darkness in their gaze.
Eclipse stood next to you, and the homeroom teacher looked at everyone and briefly recounted what he knew. After hearing the grievances and accusations of those two boys, your homeroom teacher turned to you again, and you still said the same thing - they should be punched.
This sentence has caused dissatisfaction among parents, of course, they are staring at you.
"How could there be such low-quality children in school! "They criticized you, and you didn't show any weakness. One sentence after another, you were satisfied to see the parents show the same angry and frustrated look as those two boys.
Eclipse is standing behind you, there's no place for him to play. He listens to your back talk, and of course the guy on the other side can't respond. This is the result of your training to argue with him all day!
The homeroom teacher interrupted the escalating argument in a timely manner. He rubbed his temples and looked at you again, "Now the teacher is here and your brother is also here. Can you tell me about your experience?"
Eclipse also approached you, he bent down, and those golden eyes appeared in your sight, that was his inquiry. You lower your head and look away. You can't say those malicious words, let alone those that involve Eclipse.
The parents didn't have the patience of their homeroom teacher and Eclipse, and they started arguing again. They kept accusing you of your wrongdoing, and those two animals cooperated with their parents to confuse right and wrong. "Teacher, it's really her who went crazy and rushed over to hit us! She bullied us!"
Eclipse felt that they were extremely noisy, and the long suppressed annoyance drove him to stand up straight, wanting to say something. You didn't notice and unconsciously interrupted his sarcastic words, "Isn't your little bro still bullying younger classmates? Isn't that what you like?"
As both sides were about to argue again, the homeroom teacher stood up. He didn't know the real situation, so perhaps he should have asked the other students at work before calling the parents. Unfortunately, regretting now is of no use. He could only grit his teeth and stabilize the situation, "In that case, let's take a step back each.You apologize to them first."
A sense of grievance and unwillingness enveloped you, causing you to choke.
"I don't. "You glanced at those two disgusting faces, your eyes probably disgusted." Why should I apologize to these two beasts."
You have once again angered the parents, and their words gradually took on insults. Eclipse beside you lowered his face, but he smiled. You are waiting to watch the show, and you understand what heart wrenching words this guy's plain tone is about.
You are satisfied to see parents jumping off their feet with a few words of 'improper education'.
Eclipse is still sensible. After getting angry, he patted your shoulder and whispered to advise you, "Alright, take a step back first, or your teacher will be in trouble." Your body stiffened slightly, but you glanced at your slightly tired homeroom teacher. Out of your conscience, you reluctantly apologized in the end.
It's already dark after all the fuss. You follow Eclipse and slowly walk home. Eclipse doesn't urge you, he looks at you calmly and asks you the reason again.
You clenched the shoulder strap tightly, your head lowered very low, but Eclipse's gentle persuasion could still pry open your mouth a little, and your voice was muffled.
"They cursed at you…"
You concealed the specific insults and malicious speculations, Eclipse doesn't need to know about them, "... You're my family, I can't tolerate these."
Eclipse was slightly stunned as he rubbed your head, but you still kept your head down. As a result, the bitter smile of the animatronic, which melted into the night, was not captured by you.
Eclipse is happy, but the baseness in his heart keeps staring at him, which is a mockery from the truth. The warmth from his family, as well as the hatred from his own family, entangled him again. They strangled his frame, and even if he didn't need to breathe, he could still suffocate.
「How ridiculous…」
Wait... Eclipse was stiff all over, it was... long time no see... No, he had to throw this thing out, throw his brain out, he, they can't come out... absolutely not.
You noticed his abnormality with the hand he placed on your head and looked at him with confusion. You only saw Eclipse shake his head, and then he showed his usual expression of being beaten up. "Tonight happens to be when you cook, so please make up for it by finishing all your favorite dishes."
You know this guy can't be sentimental at all, you patted his hand and said," Got it, do whatever you don't like."
"Do you know that I need to eat to replenish my energy? I've helped you so much that I didn't even have a delicious meal?"
"Yes, I'll make you a bowl of strawberry stir fried meat when I go back."
"I also have a taste system."
" Perfect.I poisoned you."
"…I'm going to put bitter gourd in your breakfast tomorrow."
"I will poison you tonight!"