Aito found the figure of the white jade scroll under the bed.

In the shadow of the curtain, the white balls are still particularly conspicuous.

Its eyes looked at Aito as alert, even... hostile.

Ato's hand holding the food trembled, and his eyes were hurt, as if he was injured by the other party's hostility.

"...Eat." He just lowered his eyes, put the plate containing the food on the ground, and pushed it towards the white jade roll.

The white Shiba Inu was motionless and looked quite fierce with grinning.

Not long ago, the other party drank blood from Miyamoto's hand.

Usually people who have been bitten by dogs will have some sequelae, fear of dogs, or dislike dogs.

But Aito Miyamoto did not have these two emotions.

He just stared at the Shiba Inu who was still moving, with a tolerant and sad look on his face, and once again reached out to push the food in front of the other party.

"Brother Tou is dead, does Bai Yujuan want to die too? Starving to death... is it the way you choose to die for yourself?"

If so, he would satisfy the idea of ​​the Jade Scroll and never let Robert prepare food for the other party.

Miyamoto Aito respects and supports every decision of every family member, including suicide.

He once again tentatively pushed the food in front of the white jade roll, and even ignored the other party's threat of bare teeth and pushed it to the other party's feet.

What was received was the other party's behavior of biting his hand again.

It seemed that the boy's blood was more attractive than the food on the plate. The white Shiba Inu biting was ferocious, so blood stained on the snow-white hair.

He licked the blood on the boy's hands in vain, biting the wound even bigger and allowing more blood to flow out of his body.

From beginning to end, Miyamoto Aito just watched everything happen indifferently.

Like an outsider, he watched the white Shiba Inu take the flesh and blood on his hands as food.

He took back his hand until the other party finally let go of his mouth as if he had enough food and drink.

The slender white bones were covered with red marks of blood and the remaining flesh, making people shudder.

"It seems to hurt a little." Aito looked at his hand and said thoughtfully.

The feeling of discomfort is pain.

Although it is uncomfortable, it is still within an acceptable range and is not unbearable.

He used the inversion technique.

The fingers that were originally exposed to the bones instantly recovered as before, as if they had never been injured.

The mark left by parents on the palm of your hand still exists.

He took off his broken gloves, changed into new ones, threw the blood-stained gloves into the trash can, scratched a match and threw it into the trash can, watching as the gloves were burned to ashes little by little.

"Then I won't let Robert make your food in the future." He stood up with a smile, looking down at the Shiba Inu on the ground, his voice as gentle as ever.

The white jade roll does not need food, but wants to die with Brother Tou.

Since this is the case, he will respect the idea of ​​the white jade scroll, so that the other party can get what he wants and starve to death.

He picked up the food on the ground and turned around and left the room.

...

"Didn't eat?" Bourbon looked at Aviclear returning with unmoved food, his tone of expectation.

"Loyal Dog." He spoke with praise and contempt.

Should we say that we have the right master and the right dog?

Meaningless, stupid loyalty.

However, Ireland looked at the boy with some concern, worried that the other party would feel depressed because the pet refused to eat.

Even though he didn't see any depression on the boy's face, he just had a soft smile that had never changed.

"Well, there is no need to prepare the food for the white jade roll in the future, Robert." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy said in a gentle voice.

"It wants to commit suicide, we can't stop it." The gentle tone, coupled with the content of the words, adds a bit of weirdness and absurdity.

"I know - I know - Robert know -" The robot's voice sounded a little bit stuttering, but his dancing movements were extremely smooth.

Ireland suddenly silenced.

Aviclear did not feel sad because of the pet dog's refusal, and even supported the pet dog's suicide by hanging out.

Is this strange? It's very strange.

What will normal families with pets do when they encounter pets on hunger strike? They will try every means to let them eat.

But is this normal? It's normal to put it on Ivy Klier.

Unconditionally support every decision between family and pets.

Ireland finally understood what this actually means.

Aviclear is not a normal child.

But such an abnormal and distorted personality is the essence of Ireland.

From the beginning, he regressed for the unreasonable softness of Avicler.

"There is also the portion of Uncle Tekira. I'll go and deliver food to Uncle Tekira..." The boy put down the food prepared for the dog, picked up another portion of the food prepared by Tekira, and happily walked towards the elevator.

Looking at the boy's happy figure disappearing with the elevator closing, Bourbon couldn't help but look forward to slowly speaking:

"Tekila shouldn't go on a hunger strike, right?"

If Tkira went on a hunger strike, maybe Aviclear would support him to starve to death.

"Tekilla... probably won't." Ireland shook his head.

As long as you have the opportunity to survive, you will not give up this opportunity.

But it was just him who thought.

He could not be sure what Tekira would do himself.

I can only hope that Tekira can use her brain.

...

"Crazy"

"Clang"

The chain kept making noises as Tekira struggled.

After trying many methods, Tekira, who still failed to untie the chains on her body, lay back into the bathtub exhausted.

The injuries on his body have not healed yet, and the potion has lost its effect, so that he is still itching all over his body.

The wound is the itchiest when scabbed.
Chapter completed!