《Perspectives on Madness》Chapter 0007 - Another Perspective - The Chicken
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In a tiny shack in the middle of the woods, a petite, ocean-blue-haired girl lied on a self-created bed of wheat and leaves. She caressed her violet dog tags deep in thought, thinking of what had happened yesterday at the training field.
Remembering the white-haired youth from that time, a tinge of red blossomed on her cheeks. Her soft lips formed to a smile and she dreamily said, "I wish I could see him again. I hope nothing happened after I fell unconscious…"
*knock* *knock*
A knock on the door tore Qing Lin away from her memories. She set up and replied, "Who is it?"
A deep and bassy voice answered politely, "Miss Lin, it's me, Bao Bo. I have news which might interest you, you know?"
Qing Lin stood up from the bed, put her dog tags away, and patted her emerald-green clothes to remove some dust. After she walked to the wooden door, she pulled it open with a creaking sound. In front of the door stood a fat and topless man which was twice as broad and tall as the normal-sized door.
Seeing Bao Bo, a pair of cute dimples emerged next to Qing Lin's glowing smile. "Hi, big brother Bo, you look like you're in a good mood. What happened?"
"Big news. Rea~~lly big news! You will be shocked Miss Lin, you know. Do you want to sit down?" said Bao Bo, becoming lightly energetic.
Qing Lin was shocked. 'What could make big brother Bo so full of energy? …Could it be… Could it be about the youth I fought against yesterday? Was he sent to prison or what happened?'
She became worried and asked in concern, "You're making me nervous. What is the big news?"
Bao Bo gleamed with a wide smile and answered, "Chicken! Bao Bai found a group of chickens, you know! So, today's dinner will be fried chicken!"
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When hearing that, Qing Lin sighed in relief. 'So it wasn't about the boy.'
She changed her worried expression to a sweet one and smiled brightly. "That really is big news. I can't wait for dinner, you know."
Immediately after saying the last two words, she turned bright red and apologised: "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that. That was rude of me."
Bao Bo seemed to have misinterpreted her and replied, "What's wrong with saying that you like fried chicken? That wasn't rude at all, you know."
Qing Lin sighed in relief that she didn't offend him and went along, "You're right. Liking fried chicken isn't something rude to say."
"Ah." Bao Bo seemed to remember something. "Speaking of rude. That little boy who tried to hit you at the mock battle… He was sent here to level 30 for injuring multiple examinees, you know?"
Qing Lin's ocean-blue eyes widened in shock and she stuttered, "D-Did he say anything? Is-Is he angry at m-me?"
"No! How could he be angry at you? It's his fault that he is here!" retorted Bao Bo.
"But… But I still feel guilty…" Her eyes full of resoluteness, she said, "Big brother Bo, please help me saving him."
Bao Bo had a tender smile on his lips and said, "How can I deny a request by Miss Lin. Rest assured, with your big brother Bo here, we will save him."
Qing Lin gave a warm smile. "Thank you, big brother Bo!"
Qing Lin went outside of her shack and the both of them walked to the nearest, nut-brown tree. Sitting under the tree, Bao Bo pulled a simple and small doll out from it. It had no hair and no clothes; just a simply created cloth doll.
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Qing Lin already knew what she had to do and tipped with her index finger onto the doll's forehead while imagining the appearance of the white-haired boy. A white hue flashed through Bao Bo's eyes and the doll started talking in a soft and manly voice which seemed scratchy because of the transmission. "*sigh* I'm tired of it all."
Just as Bao Bo wanted to talk through the puppet with the boy, a chicken followed by his friend Bao Bai came sprinting towards him. "Bwok Bwok!!" cried the chicken and jumped at Bao Bo's head, scratching him.
Before Bao Bo could grab the chicken, it jumped away. He screamed towards the chicken; "HEY, YOU SAVAGE!!" and turned his gaze towards the thin, old Bao Bai who followed the chicken.
Bao Bai said, "I nearly have it, or not?"
Qing Lin had to hold back her laughter and giggled sweetly. It seems that she found it amusing, even if it means that there may be no chicken for dinner.
But when Bao Bo thought of not getting this chicken for dinner, his mood turned to the bad side. He gritted his teeth, looked at Bao Bai who clumsily ran after the weak chicken, and cursed, "Oh~, you puny boy~~."
Qing Lin didn't want to see the both of them fighting, so she continued with their plan on saving the white-haired youth. Knowing that controlling the body needed the contact of saliva on the puppet, she leaned her head forward and gave a gentle kiss on the side of the doll's head.
Remembering what the youth said before, she tried to console him. "So…, you hate being alone? Should I keep you company?"
Getting back to her plan, she put her forehead against the forehead of the doll and whispered gently, "Let's have some fun. You and me, just the two of us. Hehehe."
With the contact of their foreheads, Qing Lin's consciousness started to invade and replace the one from the youth. But it seemed that he didn't understand her intentions and hissed, "How dare you!"
Qing Lin wanted to assure him that nothing bad will happen to him and she only planned to bring him towards his freedom. So she told him, "Just lean back and enjoy the ride, little boy~."
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