"Now, Wang, tell me, what did you dream about?" Shirasaki walked gently to the boy, held his hand tightly, and asked softly. "Can you let me take some of the responsibility?"
Shirasaki put his head against the boy's face and kissed his king tenderly. Hands covered his king.
"Shirosaki... Shirasaki..." Such a weak voice, such a fearful voice.
"I'm here, staying with you. I'll stay with you all night. I'm right here." Shirasaki still held the boy's hand tightly, giving him courage.
"Shirosaki... Stop, don't! Don't kill them!" The boy suddenly shouted, but still closed his eyes tightly and sweated.
"No, they are using you and must be killed." Shirasaki's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
For you, I can do anything, let alone a small matter like killing someone?
You are mine and you can only feel the deep love I give you.