Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1140 Struggle
Xia Shou is receiving a hair washing service from Alice.

Alice's soft fingertips massaged his hair roots, while two ghostly hands cupped his forehead to prevent foam from getting into his eyes.

Although it was the same service as always, the feeling was very different from before.

After all, Alice in the past was a possessed spirit. Although her hands could grasp things and exert pressure, they had no physical form and therefore no friction. The feeling when washing her hair was more like a gentle force gathering her hair together, and then her hair rubbed against her hair.

But now, he could clearly feel Alice's fingers stroking his head, massaging it in circles.

Xia Shou thought to himself, "It's fine as it is before. There's no difference anyway. Hasn't Alice always been like this? I just need to keep a calm mind and accept Alice's service with a normal attitude."

But soon, Xia Shou realized that this power of self-hypnosis was incredibly fragile.

When Alice finished washing his hair and massaged his shoulders and back, Xia Shou realized how big the difference was between having a body and not having one.

This is no longer just bathing service; it's practically the kind of service you find in brothels!

"Lord Xia Shou, let me help you bathe."

"No, no need, I can do it myself. You can go out now." Xia Shou waved his hand.

“Lord Natsumori, you’re too kind. It’s my duty as a maid,” Alice said very honestly, showing a strong sense of responsibility.

“I want to do it myself today, Alice, you can go out first,” Xia Shou emphasized again.

"OK then."

Alice stood up from the bathtub. Xia Shou heard the sound of rushing water behind him, and then saw a beautiful foot, a work of art, step out of the bathtub. The bath towel, soaked with water, clung even more tightly to her body, making her curves even more prominent and defined.

Xia Shou glanced at it once and then looked away, regaining his usual composure.

Alice calmly wrung out the towel from her body, then walked out of the bathroom wearing Xia Shou's spare slippers and closed the door behind her.

"call……"

Xia Shou let out a long sigh of relief, stood up while holding onto the edge of the bathtub, and looked at the imposing battle flag beneath him, falling into deep reflection.

That damned Scorpion Spine! Is it manipulating my will again? Scorpion Spine is so wicked, always trying to disrupt my peaceful daily life!

Xia Shou condemned himself in his heart, which naturally suppressed his strong sense of immorality, and his agitated mood calmed down considerably.

Xia Shou reached out to the towel rack, only to find it completely empty.

Oh, I almost forgot, Alice changed her clothes and towels. When she entered "The Fall of the Stars," the towels hadn't dried yet, right?

"Lord Natsumori, a bath towel!" The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Alice, who had changed back into her maid outfit, handed over a bath towel with one hand.

Alice was stunned. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes tightly closed, but clearly this did not bother her.

Five minutes later, Xia Shou lay on the bed in his pajamas, while Alice stood quietly on the lower bunk, opening her mouth several times, but then stopping herself.

"Lord Xia Shou, is that not necessary?"

"Alice, that's just a normal physiological reaction."

"Let me know if you need anything."

Xia Shou: "..." "Lord Xia Shou, do you care about my thoughts? If you do care about my thoughts, please don't worry about it. I... I also want to give it a try," Alice said.

Xia Shou sighed heavily, turned over and pulled the covers over himself, and said in a muffled voice, "Alice, let me have some peace and quiet, let's forget about this. It's the result of the scorpion's spine habit eroding us."

A few seconds later, Xia Shou heard the sound of light footsteps moving, then the bathroom door opened and closed, the lights went out, and the dormitory became silent.

Alice returned to Merlin's House.

Xia Shou lay in bed, his mind in a state of dejected calm due to his profound disappointment in his own thoughts.

It is precisely in this state that he can examine his own heart with a cold and rational perspective, thereby setting aside any framework of worldly morality and confronting the desires deep within his heart.

As Death Note states, many people in the world do not understand life, and almost everyone regards the body and memory as the most important and unique labels of an individual.

But only those who truly delve into the essence of desire know what makes a soul truly unique.

Is it the body?

Modern science can now clone the human body, but even if the clone has the same body as the original, almost no one would consider the clone to be the original.

So, is it memory?
If it were merely a memory, the Swamp Man theory wouldn't have perplexed people to this day.

Only those who delve into the essence of desire know what people subconsciously care about most... it's the trend of desire, the behavioral patterns of yearning for the fulfillment of desire.

Do people truly love and worship a savior?

Is it the great achievements of loving and worshipping the savior?
No, it was through the actions of the Savior that people clearly glimpsed the Savior's inner desires, thus knowing that he longed to save humanity and that he would still step forward if the next disaster occurred.

What people pursue is not the past of the savior, but the series of reactions that the savior would inevitably make due to desires... like a stable and effective switch.

Once this essence is understood, supporters will still flock to the world even if the savior has not yet saved it.

That is why, even though he had lost his memory and was occupying someone else's body, the members of the Moyu Division still surrounded him.

Perhaps it's because I possess certain desires that they value.

So what kind of person am I?
……

……

What kind of scumbag am I?

Su Weiyu lay on the bed, clutching the Kuang Ai Hotel registration card in her hand, constantly questioning her own conscience.

The thought of what she was about to do made Su Weiyu feel like she was a complete scoundrel, not even human. How was this any different from toying with their feelings?
Even though he already knew that A-Yue would fall in love with a boy named Gao Wenhai, he couldn't accept this fact and decided to change her future on his own. Isn't this behavior selfish?
Moreover, her subsequent plan was to force Xia Shou, who had absolutely no connection to the matter, to play the unwitting villain.

And all of this planning from beginning to end was solely to satisfy her own selfish desires!
To satisfy her selfish desire to never be separated from her beloved and to be together forever!
Su Weiyu even knew that these statements were deliberately made to sound righteous and positive.

She couldn't fool herself; she knew very well what kind of forbidden yet exciting scene she wanted to see.

She didn't dare tell Xia Shou what she was thinking. If Xia Shou knew about her thoughts, she would probably be considered a pervert.

Su Weiyu stared at the hotel registration card, her fingers trembling slightly, her lips tightly clenched, struggling to weigh her options.

(End of this chapter)