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The seventh day of punishment.

It's also the last day.

The blond man's eyes had red bloodshot eyes, and the originally clear white areas of his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist.

The blue-gray eyes were dim, but still burned with the light of the candle.

The light was extremely weak, yet extremely hot.

It's like someone is trying their best to burn their own life to maintain that candlelight.

When the candle burns out, not only the light will be extinguished, but life will also come to an end.

The clothes on his body had been completely reduced to scraps of cloth after seven days of whipping, with scattered pieces hanging on his body.

There was not a single piece of good flesh to be found on the body, which was covered with redness, swelling, scarlet blood spots, bruises, and obvious whip marks.

The shackles on Toru Amuro were finally released.

And after losing the restraints on his limbs and waist, he instantly fell to the ground.

Among the seven days, he only ate on the first day, and did not eat for the other six days. Coupled with the seven days of non-stop punishment, his body had lost its strength.

Even standing up became extremely difficult.

He was lying on the ground, his body trembling, and his shoulder blades were particularly obvious.

"...Do you want to take a bath?" The door to the punishment room opened, and the white-haired boy stood in front of him with a stuffed bear carrying a bag of clean clothes and asked after a moment of silence.

"Do you want Daifuku to help you?" He looked at Toru Amuro who was struggling to get up and asked again.

"No need." The blond man struggled, refused the boy's help, and stood up alone.

Even if his body swayed, it looked like he would fall down in the next second, and his walking posture was stiff and stumbling.

He still stood up and did not fall down all the way.

He refuses anyone's help, or in other words... the person who can make him willing to accept help is not here.

Aito stood behind and looked at the opponent's back, slowly raised his steps and followed him.

Brother Tou has a firm, persistent, proud and sparkling soul, and a deep love that is willing to sacrifice his life.

But that kind of soul and love do not belong to Aito.

He wants it, even if he can't get it, he still wants it.

A deep love that is willing to die for him.

…

"Crash-"

Toru Amuro raised his head and let the cold water wash all the way down.

The cold water temperature soothed the burning sensation on his body to a certain extent.

The area where I was whipped seemed to be crawling with ants during these seven days, crawling constantly on my body and in my blood vessels.

The itching and heat it brought seemed to torture him forever.

And cold water is the best sedative.

It wasn't until the skin on his body began to turn white and swollen because he took a long shower that he turned off the water, wrapped himself in a bath towel and walked out.

The white-haired boy and the stuffed bear were sitting on the bench and waiting. Their postures were exactly the same, with their heads slightly lowered, as if they were in a daze.

After hearing the footsteps, one person and one bear raised their heads.

"Do you want some medicine?" the boy asked.

There was a smile on his face, but in Toru Amuro's eyes, this smile was no longer cute, but instead had an unexplainable distortion.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh." The blond man said...

"Help me give me the medicine." He sat aside and motioned to the young man.

"...I don't want to laugh." Aito lowered his head and took out the ointment he had prepared.

Then he applied green gel to Amuro Toru's scarred body.

"This is used to calm and relieve pain, speed up blood circulation, and speed wound healing."

"It won't leave any scars." He carefully applied medicine to Amuro Toru, making sure that every wound was covered with green ointment.

Scars won’t look good and may cause trouble.

"Scars are a badge of merit for a man. I don't mind having scars all over my body at all." Amuro

Tohru sneered.

The voice is still hoarse.

"This is for drinking, it's good for the throat, and there are eye drops..." Aito took out another bottle of water and a bottle of eye drops and handed them to him.

"I also brought a bento, which I bought on the roadside." Then he took out another box of bento.

Aito is already very familiar with how to take care of his family after the punishment is over.

In front of Toru Amuro, he unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the water to him.

After getting the water, Toru Amuro raised his head and drank half the bottle in one breath, then sighed.

"I thought you would make a lunch for me yourself?" He was still in the mood to joke.

"... Brother Tou, you don't like what I did." The white-haired boy was silent for a moment, and then said in a calm voice.

Because I'm afraid he might poison it.

"How could that happen?" Toru Amuro denied.

"I just can't bear to see a primary school student taking care of me, but I'm so miserable now, so it's normal for you to take care of me." He smiled and said meaningfully.

"If you want to eat it, I will make it next time." The white-haired boy promised him with a smile.

It's like a promise.

"Then I'll just look forward to it." Toru Amuro raised his head and put eye drops in his eyes. Feeling the coolness coming from his tired eyes, he sighed comfortably.

"This ointment is quite useful." Toru Amuro felt the coolness on his body, and the itching and burning sensation before seemed to be just his illusion.

But he knew that it was not an illusion.

"Well, I asked Junerik for it." The white-haired boy said in a depressed voice.

"Don't fail the mission again, and don't go into the punishment room again."

"I don't want..." His voice stopped abruptly.

Amuro Toru heard a slight cry.

He turned his head and looked at the boy as if watching a performance.

The white-haired boy sat aside, putting his hands on his thighs, tugging on his pants, and tears fell one after another.

"I'm the one being punished, Ivy, why did you cry before me?" The blond man said slowly with a helpless tone and a smile.

"...I don't want to punish you anymore..." The white-haired boy seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he only said one sentence.

"It doesn't matter. Failure in the mission does deserve punishment, right? It's just that Gin actually asked you to punish me. It's really...evil." The blond man seemed to be tolerant and spoke in a light voice.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You obviously didn't do anything, right?" He asked with interest.

He didn't look like he was sad or angry that he was being punished, but rather he was questioning Gin's decision to ask Avicril to punish him...

Anyone can feel the care in his words.

"Why did you listen to him? Ivy." Toru Amuro asked.

The white-haired boy had a worried and frightened expression on his face.

"Papa said... if it weren't for me, someone else would beat you to death." He said with a trembling voice.

I see.

Amuro understood in her heart.

It turns out that was the reason.

But this is not considered deception. If it had been Suzi who had been doing it for the past seven days, he might really be dead now.

Even if he is still alive, I'm afraid he won't be able to act on his own like he is now.

Although it is a little difficult for him to move now.

"That's right. It seems like it's not your fault." The blond man's voice was clear and relaxed.

"You've done a great job."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to refuse gin."

"At least I'm still alive, right?" he asked lightly.

"I know you are doing it for my own good. You were forced. They made you do things you didn't want to do..."

"It's okay." He said, stroking the boy's white hair.

So the next second, I got a crying boy.

"I thought you would hate me..."

"That's great, Brother Tohru doesn't hate me."

"That's great." The young man who threw himself on Toru Amuro cried unbridledly, as if he wanted to vent all the tension and grievances he had felt in the past few days.

Toru Amuro patted the other party's shoulder, lowered his head and saw his own appearance on the white tiles.

The blond man in the reflection has an unpredictable and meaningful smile on his face.

Toru Amuro looked at it, slowly fading his smile.

When you encounter a puppy that has no sense of security but longs for love, you can successfully tame it by giving it enough sense of security and so-called love.

And now he...

Already successful.

PS: Let me say it again, I cannot accept the pure black villain PUA cheating on my feelings and running away quickly. If you don’t run away, I will pick you up with a forklift and run away.

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