2633. Chapter 2633 Cutting the Darkness in the Flash (15)
Chapter 2633: Killing Darkness to Shuangguang (15)
At the same time (?), Cairo, Egypt, on the top floor of the Cairo Grand Hotel.
"Ha~~~" Albert yawned as soon as he woke up, followed by pain all over his body and the unpleasant smell of sweat.
"Hey, hey." He found that he was still wearing the jersey from the game, so he lay on the bed and slept. Not to mention how sticky and uncomfortable the sweat all over his body was. Of course he was wearing the jersey before when he was running around on the court.
Not to mention how unhygienic it is to lie on the bed like this when you are all dirty.
"That's too much, you didn't even help me change my clothes, meow." He complained as he got up, and turned to look at Mutt who was sorting something at the side.
"I don't want to touch you." The cat boy replied, his answer was very brief and seemed to have something to hide. Although his little thoughts had already been seen through by Albert.
"So how did you send me back? Wait, don't answer me, let me guess. Did you ask someone else to carry me back?"
"Yes. I asked Mr. Gusta to carry you back. How could I possibly carry your weight?" Mutt replied.
"So, we won the game, right?" Albert asked again: "I remember that before I fainted, there seemed to be one defensive round left------"
"We won, you don't have to worry about the rest." Mutt groaned. Although Albert helped the Sandstorm Sphinx win the last and most critical two points, the Sphinx was in adversity.
The opponent eventually led to the victory of the game. However, this guy also passed out before the beginning of the last and most critical defensive round. In fact, the last defensive round relied on the willpower of Mute and others to hold on and finally blocked it.
The fierce attack of the Iron Mask Man No. 9 secured the Sphinx's final victory.
"You irresponsible guy, you said you would help us win all the way until we win the Class Cup championship." Mutt couldn't help complaining: "I didn't expect that you couldn't help at all in the most critical round.
I went to sleep by myself. Humph."
"Hahahahaha." Albert smiled awkwardly: "Anyway, as long as you win, it's fine, right?"
"The price is that Leo was seriously injured. We still don't know whether he is alive or dead." Mutt said quietly.
"That kid, meow." Albert shrugged and said, "It's just a competition, but I didn't expect that meow would work so hard. If you lose your life just to win a game, you're putting the cart before the horse."
"You're about the same." Mutt originally planned to continue, but after thinking about it for a moment, he didn't say it.
"Ugh, it feels so uncomfortable." The tiger man climbed up from the bed and took off his shirt directly: "I understand how you don't want to touch me, but at least help me take off the protective gear and let me wear the protective gear to sleep.
, you’re going to suffocate me to death, meow. I’m going to take a bath. Have you taken a shower yet? Do you want to take a bath together, meow?”
"Idiot." Mutt said with a blush, deliberately avoiding Albert's gaze.
"There's no need to be nervous," Albert said with a smile, "It's because you're so nervous all the time that you think wildly. If you just relax, nothing will happen."
"That's easy to say." The cat boy replied, putting the folded shirt into his luggage bag.
"Do you have any plans for the afternoon?" He looked at the back of the tiger man walking towards the bathroom and asked again.
"Well, no." Albert almost walked into the bathroom. He rubbed his shoulders before pushing the door open: "[The Great Hunting Festival] will not start again until at least tonight. We will drive the cavalry back to Lviv in the evening."
There's still time. So I should be free from noon to afternoon. Where do you want me to accompany you to play?"
"No," Mutt replied.
"Are you going to visit the child named Leo?"
"No." The cat boy pouted and said, "And he should not have passed the critical period yet. He is in the intensive care unit of the hospital. Only immediate family members can enter. We can't see him even if we go to visit the doctor."
"It's meow. It's really serious. I hope he's still safe and sound." The tiger man sighed without any weight and walked into the bathroom. Soon after, the sound of rustling water could be heard inside.
The "idiot" cat boy then turned his head and continued folding clothes. But then again, he didn't think about the schedule from noon to evening. If there was no place to go, he would just stay in the hotel lazily like this.
Just wait for the time to pass. But when he thought of spending several hours in the same room with Albert, Mutt suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Oops. He got excited. The cat boy blushed. The guy came out of the shower soon, and he had to let the excitement subside before that.
"Hey, we've run out of washing water." Just when Mutt felt embarrassed, Albert, who was covered in soap suds, popped his head out of the bathroom: "Can you get me a new bottle?"
"Whoa, what are you doing, meow!?" Mutt was so frightened that he exclaimed, and even his tone became strange.
"I just wanted to ask you what you are doing, meow." Albert looked at Mutt with a long face. Of course, he also noticed the unnatural protrusion on the cat boy's body at this time: "Could it be that you are thinking again?"
Is it something unhealthy?"
"No, no!" Mutt didn't even bother to cover up, and ran out quickly: "I'm going to ask the people at the service desk for washing water, you wait here!"
"Hmm." Seeing the cat boy running away in such a panic, Albert began to worry. It was okay for the boy to be so excited in his room, but someone saw him like that outside.
Virtue, isn’t it shameful?
Mutt was really afraid of being embarrassed when he escaped. As soon as he ran to the corridor, he immediately hid, hid in the stairwell, and didn't even dare to enter the elevator. He had clearly promised to go to the service office to get some water, how could this be so?
Isn't it impossible to go? But then he realized that he was stupid enough. He could just call the service desk directly from the room and ask the waiter to bring the washing water, so why did he have to run over and get it himself?
What to do? Do you want to go back to the room? A drop of sweat broke out on Mutt's forehead. But Albert witnessed such an embarrassing scene just now. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to go back now?
"What are you doing here?" At this moment, a hoarse voice interrupted Mutt's thoughts.
"Um, Mr. Gusta." Mutt turned to look at the tiger man. Not long after the game, he didn't expect that Gusta had already changed into a straight waiter uniform and was working in the hotel. Isn't he tired?
"What are you doing?" Mutt asked, looking at the folder in Gusta's hand.
"Regularly check the fire protection facilities in the hotel. It's something we have promised to do." Gusta replied. He had been shouting on the court today, his voice was very hoarse, and he was almost speechless, but
He reluctantly answered Mutter's question.
"Really?" Mutt was stunned for a moment: "No, no, no. Now is not the time to do such a thing. Is your throat okay? Shouldn't you go to the hospital for a checkup and then lie in bed to rest? No
If you take a good rest, you might get strep throat, or you might actually lose your voice?!"
"It's okay." Gusta said, with a calm look on his face. However, his hoarse voice did not match this calmness: "By the way, you have a bulge down there?"
"Uh? ------ugh!" Only then did the cat boy remember the embarrassment in his lower body, and immediately ran to hide in the shadows of the stairwell aside: "Wait, wait, wait, you didn't do anything just now.
See!"
"Haha" the tiger man smiled bitterly, and then his expression gradually became serious: "Is it really okay for you to continue to be with that guy? Your feelings cannot be reciprocated, and you should know this better than anyone else.
But do you still want to stick to that guy? Even if it will become more and more embarrassing in the future, there will be more and more things like this."
"I know, but"
"Now that it's happened, please don't use the words 'It's a blessing to be able to stay by his side' to deal with it." Gusta seemed a little angry: "You escaped from the room because he saw you like this."
Isn't that what it looks like? Can you avoid this kind of thing once, and can you avoid it a second time? Now he only treats you as a child, and he can still tolerate you. But in the future------"
"Let's talk about the future later!" Mutt interrupted the conversation hastily: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gusta, I have to go back. It's really not good to be seen by others like this. Goodbye."
"Wait a minute," the cat boy wanted to run, but Gusta stopped him: "Can I ask you a question?"
"Huh?" Mutt stopped.
"I asked Captain Hiloma about your origin. I know it is against etiquette in the Sphinx Foundation, but I still want to ask." Gusta paused for a moment before summoning the courage to ask.
: "Do you hate your parents? Your biological parents who sold you as a slave?"
"Of course I will hate it." Mutt replied matter-of-factly: "Who wants to be a slave from birth? Parents who would do such a thing to me are not worthy of being parents at all."
"Really?" Gusta groaned, "That's right."
"But what if, I mean what if, your parents have to do this?" The tiger man asked again: "What if in order to save your life, they have to send you away as a slave? What if they don't do this?"
, you will die?"
"What a strange assumption is this?" Mutt frowned.
"Anyway, let's take this assumption seriously. If that's the case, will you still hate your parents?" Gusta asked in a low voice.
The cat boy thought about it seriously and then replied: "Yes. Absolutely."
"Why?"
"You probably didn't ask Captain Shiloma carefully enough. You don't know what I went through when I was a slave." Mutt grimaced: "It's not like I wanted to experience that kind of thing. I was born into this world.
It's not for the purpose of suffering. If I had known that I would experience that kind of thing, I would probably wish I had never been born from the beginning.
I have heard that this kind of thing often happened in the Underdark in the past. People did not have enough resources to support their children, so they sold their newborn children to slave owners, and used the pitiful money they got to live [
better life].
So, why did you give birth to me? Why would you rather send me to the hands of slave masters cruelly than give me a peaceful death? Just letting me live can be regarded as loving me? No. They probably don't love me at all.
Right. Is it because you don’t want to get your hands dirty, so you throw me away like garbage? Or are you using waste, treating me like recyclable garbage, and treating me like cheap goods?
What [sent me away to save me]? Those are irresponsible guys’ excuses to justify their actions, right? So, even if there are ten thousand [justifiable reasons], I will never forgive them
It’s best never to let me meet parents like that again.”
"How could that happen?" Gusta panicked for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
"Sorry for making you listen to my boring complaints. Goodbye then"
Mutt ran away with tears in his eyes, leaving Gusta standing there in silence.
------The darkness in the child's heart is as thick and sticky as mud. That's why he blindly pursues the light around him that can never be touched.