books44 Chapter 257 Becoming Human
Chapter 257 Becoming Human
As an old-school aristocratic private school, Yuezhisen offers many quality courses aimed at improving students' cultivation, including theology and religious studies.
Although the content is relatively simple, it can at least help students understand the essence of religion... or it can slightly alleviate the perverted control desires of some charlatan parents, so that girls who are influenced by their parents and go down the path of no return to become charlatans will not be so smooth.
Kashiwa Sanhui didn't know what the Wakaba family was thinking, but judging from Mortis's current performance, it was most likely the latter. Otherwise, Mortis would probably not have asked for help from Lord Jesus in such a desperate situation.
Master Jesus couldn't even cover his eyes to avoid watching the priest infusing the little boy, let alone help Mortis out of the shadow.
"More powerful than gods?" The puppet inside the coffin was a little bit unbelievable, but still regarded Kashiwa Sanhui, who was leaning against the coffin, as his last lifeline. "Please, help Mortis!"
Didn't Mortis recognize my voice? Are the debuffs from endocrine disorders and neurasthenia so severe?
That's very mysterious.
"Of course, do you mind coming out to talk?" Baihe Sanhui struck while the iron was hot and invited Mortis to talk outside the coffin.
Because after 10 o'clock in the evening, the night patrol security guards will start to go out. If a man and a woman are alone in the dark and whispering in the middle of the damp stage, it can easily be misunderstood as a supernatural event or a romantic affair... No matter which misunderstanding it is, it definitely means that they will be unemployed soon.
"How about we make a deal? Deals should be done in an open and aboveboard manner."
The puppet hesitated for a long time, as if it couldn't believe that Xiao Mu could forgive itself after this incident. Its thoughts sank to the bottom like a stone in the deep sea, and the puppet stopped talking.
Mortis... has nothing left.
Xiao Mu, guitar, Ave Mujica... nothing left.
"Ms. Mortis, if you feel you don't have the bargaining chips..."
Kashiwa Sanhui could actually guess what Mortis was thinking. It was nothing more than her lack of confidence in herself during her low period. Children's minds are still very simple.
"...Actually, Miss Mortis, just promise me one thing."
A piece of paper with clear black and white printing was stuffed into the gap of the coffin. Mortis could barely see the content on the paper through the light - it seemed to be the guitar score of a song, but she couldn't see the details clearly.
"There's still more than a week until October 31st. I hope Miss Mortis can get better soon and play this song for me... It's simple, right?"
It is indeed simple, because this song has been adapted by myself, and it is basically entirely the lead singer and keyboard who are performing the power. If Kita and Xiangzi can handle this song well, they will be the well-deserved MVPs. It would also be nice for me and others to be happy and win without any effort.
As for Yili… I've already lent Yili to Chuhua for a few days, so it's not too much to ask for Xiaomu to come over for a few days, right? A healthy relationship is one of give and take.
"But..." Mortis glanced at her hands - pus and blood oozing out, fingertips red and nails pale, hands that couldn't stop shaking.
"I... can't do it, Mortis can't do it..."
A bad boy like Mortis...how can he continue to touch the guitar with his sinful hands?
"Ms. Mortis, I think many things shouldn't be decided by whether you can do them or not, but whether you want to do them or not. For example, I hope you can be more confident."
After much deliberation, Baihe Sanhui decided to do something ruthless - he took out the pistol from the system space (yes, kids, Shushu remembered that there was a system) that could only hurt Baihe Sanhui himself.
"Play a game?"
"I will shoot you three times now, each shot will atone for one of your sins - the first shot, you failed to live up to Wakaba Mu's expectations."
"Hey, wait..."
Mortis obviously wanted to say something, and she slammed the lid of the coffin in panic - it was useless, Baihe Sanhui had already blocked it with his foot, so no matter how you looked at it, Mortis was bound to be hit by the bullet.
boom--
This mysterious gun can be used normally in the main world and surprisingly does not make too much noise. It makes the same muffled sound as the gun with a silencer in the game.
The coffin was obviously pierced through. A brass bullet emitted a streak of light and hit Mortis's shoulder... but didn't penetrate it?
It would be more accurate to say that there was no damage at all. The bullet hit Mortis's soft body, which only gave Mortis a feeling of heat at the place where she was shot, and the other sound was the crisp sound of the bullet hitting the ground.
"Hey...Mortis, what's going on with Mortis?"
It was the bullet, that was for sure.
"Look," Kashiwa Sanhui casually tapped the coffin lid with the butt of his gun, his voice lazy and casual, as if he wasn't worried at all that his shooting would attract the security guards... although that was indeed unlikely. "God doesn't really mind your sins, so shall I fire the next shot?"
Mortis was shot with her eyes open. She saw the bullet hit her collarbone with her own eyes, and she still felt a warm sensation. Not only did she not bleed, but a sense of security and warmth swept through her cold and desperate heart.
Atonement... Is this what atonement feels like?
Great…
"This shot is because you ruined Ave Mujica's performance because of your willfulness... You can take the next shot yourself, Miss Mortis."
Baihe Sanhui slowly put the gun on the ground. The sound of metal touching the birch floor was very pleasant, and the heavy footsteps of his thick-soled Martin boots on the floor sounded like iron hooves.
"You've died twice, Miss Mortis. God obviously doesn't think you're a sinner..."
Sitting safely in the front row, watching the coffin being slowly pushed open, Kashiwa Sanhui lay casually on the seat, watching the blue doll, which was badly damaged but gradually regaining its vitality, gently pick up the gun that represented judgment.
"So, for this third shot, please judge yourself—guilty or not guilty, you decide, and only you can decide."
The puppet Mortis slowly pointed the gun at her own chin. If the gun could be used normally, once the trigger was pulled, the bullet and the hot flame would declare Mortis guilty, and then penetrate the brain and ceiling in half a second, taking Mortis' life. In the meantime, Mortis' death would be so embarrassing that the forensic doctor would have to work for two hours to clean the floor.
"Doctor...Mortis really lost to you."
Even though he knew Mortis was an irredeemable bad kid, even though he saw the band was about to be ruined because of Mortis's willfulness, even though he knew Xiao Mu was locked up by Mortis...
But the doctor still loves Mortis, who is just a doll.
Putting a gun to his chin was a very dark and cruel scene no matter who looked at it, but Kashiwa Sanhui met Mortis's eyes with great interest.
"What is your crime? Miss Mortis will decide for herself. After this shot, if Miss Mortis is not guilty, please go home by yourself. Xiao Mu will definitely forgive you."
Because Mortis's eyes were filled with hope and happiness—even though the pain from squeezing the gun so hard against her wound was unbearable, even though she hadn't taken any painkillers and her entire body was aching, even though she hadn't slept well for two days and felt weak and dark under her eyes...
Even though she was really close to death, Mortis still smiled happily.
At least before she died, Mortis saw that he was truly a man more gentle than a god...
Xiao Mu, Mortis knows what to do... Mortis will continue to help...
Seeing that Mortis was still looking at him like that, Baihe Sanhui asked politely, "Do you need any help?"
“No… no need!”
Mortis shook her head with tears in her eyes. Her injured hand trembled slightly, but her eyes remained firm.
"This shot is because... Mortis is turning into a greedy bad boy!"
boom--
Kashiwa Sanhui looked at the puppet still kneeling on the stage... No, Mortis could no longer be called a puppet, she was already a healthy girl.
Looking at the girl who laughed happily, Kashiwa Sanhui couldn't stop clapping:
"Great show, Miss Mortis, I enjoyed it."
"Doctor...as long as you like it!"
The girl wiped her tears with her dusty sleeve, but her face was still covered with snot and tears.
Maybe it's the joy of being human?
Christ must suffer and be resurrected three days after his death.