[Tutor] A boy jumped over the wall

Chapter 10 The Coming Christmas Chapter

If Chris was taken aback by the secret of XANXUS, his defeat was even more unbelievable.

Actually...lost? !

The members of Balian exuded a gloomy aura, especially XANXUS, who came out of the venue without saying a word, and walked in the front alone, leaving everyone with a cold back.

Chris frowned, he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, but he actually felt a little pitiful for him.

He has seen the slums in that area, most of them are homeless wanderers, and their lives are miserable.His father led him through a dilapidated alley, both adults and children were naked, looking hostilely at the well-dressed two.Some of them can't even see the sun of tomorrow. Poverty and crime make them live in danger and death all the time, and no one can be alone.

That was the first time Chris realized how superior his living conditions were.

Coming out of that kind of place, presumably the suffering of XANXUS cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

"Don't look at him like that."

"what?"

"A look of sympathy." Squalo glanced at him, as if lost in memory, and said lightly: "He hates people looking at him like this the most. How many people were killed because of this reason."

"XANXUS never needed mercy."

Chris's expression froze, and he understood his deep meaning.

Perhaps, as long as he stands alone on the throne, it will be fine.The sympathy of others is tantamount to an insult to him.

Chris pushed Squalo's wheelchair and planned to leave.

"Chris!"

Prisoner Hayato limped over, stared at him for a while, and said hesitantly, "I heard about your situation."

"Please forgive me."

"Falcon..."

Chris's heart trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

"Next time, I'll go to Italy to find you."

"Look, look for me?"

"Tsk, why do you still look so stupid?" Prisoner Hayato crossed his shoulders and raised his eyebrows as expected. "There are too many restrictions on minors here. I will take you to have a good time when I go back. By the way, there are still many things you haven't tried in Sicily. I haven't drank tequila for a long time. I really miss it."

Chris froze for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

"I don't want to drink with you. Back then, even Andre dared to kiss anyone who was crazy about drinking."

"What nonsense are you talking about, bastard!"

Hayato blushed in embarrassment, and pushed his shoulder hard. "Anyway, that's it, go back!"

Chris hummed, and didn't make trouble with him anymore, but waved his hands solemnly.

"Goodbye."

"……Humph."

When they were far away, Hayato's expression softened and he said in a low voice.

"Safe travels."

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As soon as he returned to Balian, Squalo was transferred to the medical department due to serious injuries.Even though his body was strong, he couldn't stand this back and forth toss.

Chris wanted to visit several times but was stopped by the medical staff, saying that he needed to rest quietly during the recovery period and could not meet anyone.

He had a vague premonition that Squalo should not let him visit.So I gave up.

It's just that it is always a habit to put a fresh rose at the door of the closed curtain, hoping that Squalo can see it when he comes out.

hospital.

"My lord, that flower..."

The doctor wearing a mask was respectful and did not even dare to lift his head, waiting for instructions.

The man on the hospital bed was dressed in hospital clothes, with a cold expression, and his long silver hair was scattered on the side of the bed like a waterfall.

The room was silent for a while, and there was a low voice.

"Put it here."

……

It was just a matter of going out for a while, the door was wide open at some point, and Andre disappeared.

Chris screamed inwardly.

If you ran into those guys who were in a bad mood, you might have to send them to God.

He searched all the way along the corridor, but he didn't see his stupid dog, and he was even more anxious.

—Where did you go?

Suddenly, a shrill dog barking sounded from the easternmost corner.

Chris yelled his name and ran over quickly.

As soon as he rushed into the door, he saw Andre sobbing in a low voice, lying on the ground shaking and not daring to move.

"Why are you running around!"

He scolded, but Andre didn't respond, he didn't even dare to lift his head, and remained lying on the ground.

Chris realized something was wrong.

He looked up subconsciously, the room was dark, empty, with few furniture.Only in the center is a chair with its back facing him, and there seems to be a person sitting on it.

The back is dark and lonely.

It seemed that he was the only one left in this world, and there was a layer of black shadow on his body, just looking at him seemed to make him breathless.

"go out."

The sudden sound startled Chris, and the next moment he realized that the hoarse tone was obviously unique to XANXUS.

Andre seemed to understand the words, and suddenly got up and ran out. The smooth floor made it fall a little bit uncontrollably, but Andre ignored it at all, and ran back with his paws in a panic.

I only heard the muffled sound of something falling hard on the ground in the corridor from time to time, one after another.

"..."

Chris laughed awkwardly, feeling a little ashamed of himself.

He cleared his throat and found a topic.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

"Ahem, I think it's not bad to bask in the sun."

"..."

"Actually, the air outside is very good! You can..."

The man leaning on the chair did not speak, but raised his gun to show his attitude.

Chris shut up obediently and backed out.

... Forget it, it's better not to mess with him.

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Time flies, and it is winter in a blink of an eye.

There is no snow in winter in Sicily, and the temperature is similar to that in autumn, except that there are more rainy days.

Balian returned to the tranquility of the past, no, it should be said to be silent.

Chris has rarely been able to see their traces.

He habitually made a stroke on the calendar, and unexpectedly found that Christmas would be in a few days.

Christmas? !

Christmases in the past are vivid in Chris's mind.At this moment, he can still remember the family sitting around the warm fire, talking and eating.

Even the servants at home will be invited to celebrate the festival together.

Occasionally someone would improvise, or tell a funny joke, and the parents would allow it.At the end, they would pull a piece of paper from under the plate that had been there earlier, read Chris's poem aloud, and then praise him.

Before going to bed at night, Chris will receive a tender goodnight kiss and well wishes from his parents.When I wake up, there will be Christmas presents next to my bed.

It was just as beautiful as a dream.

Chris shook his head, letting the sense of loss in his heart dissipate quickly.

Suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, and he had an eager idea——

What would it be like to have a Christmas here?