A middle school cartoonist

"This world has finally fallen into my hands. Yes, I am Fenghuangyuan Kyouma, the god of the new world! Mortals should follow the teachings of God and maintain the necessary humility, so that they can receive the grace of the sea and the rainstorm will not rage again!" Late at night, Takahashi Makoto stood by the window, as if immersed in the beautiful night view, letting the wind blow his white coat to flutter.

"Makoto, are you... okay?" Twin-tailed Rina looked at Takahashi Makoto with some doubts, a little confused, because Takahashi Makoto's performance today was too abnormal compared to the past.

"Foolish mortal, can't you see the world that is about to disappear?" Takahashi Makoto answered irrelevantly, covered his left eye with his right hand, and laughed softly, "Yes, how can a mortal like you understand the existence of the world? How can you know the upcoming crisis?"

"What are you talking in your sleep, you arrogant kid!" A young man in his twenties, wearing pajamas, looked at Takahashi Makoto who was in a state of middle school with an unhappy face, and complained viciously, "I still have to work tomorrow, so can you be quiet? Li Na is the same, go to bed early, don't pay attention to this stupid idiot kid!"

"Hehehe, this is not a dream or acting. Just like the Mayans predicted the end of the world, the dark world is about to come. In order to save this world, I turned into a crazy demon and traveled through a parallel world. That kind of pain... it hurts..."

Li Na looked at her brother who gave Takahashi Makoto a knife, and her face turned pale in fear. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by her brother.

"Hmph! Rina, take this kid to the hospital tomorrow. He's really ill!" Ogata Eiji snorted coldly, slammed the door hard, and turned to go out.

"Tsk, if the human body wasn't too fragile, would I be defeated by a hand knife from a young boy who just grew hair?" Takahashi Makoto rubbed his head and muttered, "Trying to challenge the dignity of the king, Ogata Eiji, you are really bold as a commoner... And Rina, didn't I tell you before dinner, don't call me 'Makoto-kun' anymore!"

"Makoto-kun is a big idiot!" Rina suddenly shouted loudly, and then imitated Ogata Eiji and slammed the door and left.

"Alas, the world of Fenghuangyuan Xiongzhen is really not something that you mortals can touch!" Only Takahashi Makoto sighed in the empty room.

To be honest, Takahashi Makoto was not a middle school student in his previous life, and even when he first came to this world, he was not very middle school student. As for why he suddenly became so middle school student, there is actually a reason.

The fantasy theory is that Takahashi Makoto in the previous life still had concerns, and Takahashi Makoto in this life was unwilling to give up. The obsession and resentment wanted to merge together, but it was not a problem that could be solved by a [Fusion] magic card. The fusion of souls takes time to run in. Of course, you can also try to face death directly. If you don't go to hell together, then it is estimated that under the stimulation of death, the two souls will merge together.

The normal theory is that when facing an unfamiliar environment, humans always have an irresistible sense of crisis and fear, and they will have a sense of denial about their own existence, and then develop doubts about the authenticity of the world. In this case, many people will have an escapist mentality. They know that the world they live in is real, but they are unwilling to admit it. They would rather choose to enter the world of self-delusion! And Takahashi Makoto is a typical representative.

Of course, this phenomenon is basically difficult for many people to encounter. The distortion of the real world and the delusional world is not so easy to encounter. As for a time traveler like Takahashi Makoto, it is very normal. After all, not everyone has a strong mind. It's easy to say that crossing is a thing, but when you really face it, is it really so easy to accept?

Chuunibyou may be a disease, but for those who escape from reality, it is a brand new world, a more exciting world!

A man is a chuunibyou until his death? No, no, no, Takahashi Makoto will definitely say that without chuunibyou, what is the meaning of coming to this world and living in this world?

Did Takahashi Makoto succeed? In a sense, it is considered a success.

To cover up the anxiety of time travel, the pain of losing parents in this world, and the helplessness of living in a fictional world like Truman, is there any other way except pretending to be a chuunibyou?

Without the ability to change the world, then you can only change yourself and adapt to this world! The only thing you can do is to keep your original heart! Even if you are a severe chuunibyou patient in the eyes of others, Takahashi Makoto at least still has his own heart!

Well, in fact, all this is just an excuse for Takahashi Makoto to cover up that he is in a hopeless situation of chuunibyou!

"This world wants me to fall, but I struggle, twisting my body, living a humble and ugly life. Whether it's a fallen angel or a dark devil, as long as my wish is fulfilled, I am willing to sacrifice my soul!" Makoto Takahashi said this seriously when he was having dinner with the Ogata family tonight.

"Makoto-chan? A real man?" Mrs. Ogata looked at Rina with some doubts, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and then turned to her husband Ogata Kou, "Dear, don't you think you should say something?"

Ogata Kou put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, staring at Makoto Takahashi, without saying a word. The originally harmonious atmosphere during the meal was now very depressing. Rina and Eiji were also affected and stopped the bowls and chopsticks in their hands. For a moment, they didn't know how to break the silence.

"Oh? Have you already decided? Takahashi Makoto, I have to remind you one thing. You haven't learned the swastika yet. Luffy was instantly killed by the admiral... The reality is so cruel, you still Do you want to insist on what you want? Weak Takahashi Makoto!" After a while, Ogata Hong said something with a serious face that made the Ogata family speechless.

"So what? Uncle, is it a sin to be weak? Will the weak be abandoned by the world?" Hearing this, Takahashi Makoto's unwillingness from his soul seemed to be strongly stimulated at this moment. The same, could no longer be suppressed, and exploded without reservation, "Strong? Weak? Why since ancient times, people have always admired the strong and despised the weak?"

"Because the weak are weak, they have no right to resist, and it is useless!" Ogata suddenly stood up at this moment and looked at Makoto Takahashi coldly, "This society, no, this world is like this! Gao Qiao Qiao Cheng, you are so pitiful, you obviously know that you are wrong, but you are so duplicitous and unwilling to admit it! You are so childish!"

"Dear!" Mrs. Ogata was a little dissatisfied, "Sheng-chan is still a child no matter what, why do you..."

"Child? No, you are wrong!" Ogatahang shook his head in denial, and his tone became more violent, "Can childishness allow you to disagree with the world you live in? Can childishness be used as an excuse? Childishness can act arbitrarily and deny My own mistake?”

"It's not me that's wrong, it's the whole world!" Takahashi Makoto was no longer alone at this moment. Yagami Yue, Lelouch and Scumbag Makoto were possessed by their souls at this moment, almost roaring and said a very classic chuuni. Lines!

"Oh hahahaha!" Ogata suddenly laughed loudly, with a trace of satisfaction in his eyes, "Then what do you want to do? Go back to that annoying old man? Or continue to live here shamelessly?"

"Does that need to be said?" Makoto Takahashi's eyes were full of determination, "Of course I want to go home, to my original home! That world that belongs to me! That world where even being weak can be recognized!"

"Okay, you can go away, you bastard!" Ogatahang's smile suddenly stopped, and he put on a cold face, smiling mockingly, "I am looking forward to the day when you will come back like a lost dog. Beg me to take you in again!"

Hearing this, Takahashi Makoto said nothing. He stood up and turned around to leave. When he reached the entrance, he looked back at Ogata Hang with a smile on his face and said, "The day you expected will definitely not be the day you expected." It will appear! I will risk the pride of my soul and the pride of the king!"

Watching Takahashi Makoto slam the door and leave, Ogata showed a satisfied smile on his face. He just turned around and saw the two women at home with angry faces, but his son looked confused. He couldn't help but shook his head.

"Dad is really too much. How can you say such things to Cheng-kun? Rina will never pay attention to dad again!" Rina waved her fist and threatened with a pouted mouth.

"Dear!" Although Mrs. Ogata was smiling, she said through gritted teeth, "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I think tonight... no, you will spend the night on the sofa for the next year. never mind!"

"Eiji, what do you think?" Ogatahang looked at his son, his eyes full of expectation.

"Although I somewhat understand your approach, I think you seem to have gone too far. Xiaocheng is only thirteen years old this year!" Eiji pushed up his glasses, "You seem a little impatient!"

"Eiji, you are still a child!" Ogata shook his head, "The communication between men and men, apart from fists, is more importantly the collision of wills! That child, although his thoughts are sweet sometimes, but... …He took the most important step for a man!”

At the same time, Makoto Takahashi, who returned to the studio, turned red. He stood by the window and looked down at the night view of grain and grass. He clenched his fists tightly, and a fighting spirit suddenly ignited in his heart.

"Is this a humiliation? No, no, no, uncle is really a very smart person! He was able to guess my thoughts from my Second Form speech. How interesting is this kind of opponent? By the way, I seemed to have been beaten by someone before. Are these people possessed? 'The fault is not mine, but the whole world'..."

Makoto Takahashi walked to the desk, looked at the drawing paper on the table, with a playful smile on his face, stretched out his hand to hold the brush, his eyes were full of excitement, and he took a deep breath.

"I offer my soul, thoughts and existence as a sacrifice, the eyes of the devil, the wings of the fallen angel, the sword of disaster and destruction of the world, cut off the past, forget the present, give up the future, and obey the call of the great will of the world, Break free from the blockage of the abyss magma and come to me... The decision is yours, come out, the Second World Destroyer!"

On the drawing paper, there is an extra line of words, ‘Destiny Note—destiny note! ’ (The abbreviation is DN, everyone knows this, right?)