Hiiro (2)
“Ah~ he fell asleep. Look at him, drooling. Poor thing. He probably wanted candy.”
“Pfft. It really is drooling. It must like sweets?”
“Well, he probably didn’t know how to eat candy. It must have been the first time he had something this tasty, right?”
“Well, I guess so~ This thing is like a weapon, after all.”
While holding Thirteen vertically, I repositioned him on his side.
I looked at his face while holding him in a sideways embrace, trying to comfort him, as if he didn’t want to be apart.
The stitches on his left eye has already been removed.
The nerves in his eyelid were severed, so he can’t open it. The eyeball is damaged and can’t see anything anymore, so it does not matter that it won’t open.
“You don’t say anything, do you?”
Not being able to see from his left eye, not having a left hand, and being here.
But that doesn’t mean he’s resigned to death or that he wants to die.
It’s not like he’s afraid of dying, though.
He just calmly exists and occasionally speaks while eating candy.
“It’s pretending it can’t speak.”
Hitachimaru put the candy back in his pocket.
“Why don’t you leave it here?”
“No, I can’t. What if it chokes? It’s clearly not very good at eating it. Besides, it will definitely eat it with the wrapper.”
I laughed and he gave me a disgruntled look.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing, you are correct, it would be a big problem if it got stuck in his throat.”
“It’s for interrogation, after all. I won’t do it for free.”
Hitachimaru, who had just been pointing a gun at the slightest movement, now worried about him choking on candy, and I found it so funny.
“I’ll get to work. Please put it down quickly.”
Hitachimaru said and sat at the desk.
Right, I need to come up with a name. Calling him Thirteen is tough.
Thinking about that, I gently laid him on the bed and returned to work.