Great World of Magic Cube

"Isn't that still found?" In the evening, Naiye looked at the snowy Iito.

"No, now it seems that only the sea is most likely." Ito Cheng, who jumped on the shoulder of Nai Ye, said.

"In the sea... What should I do?" Naiye asked somehow.

"There is one way to do it, but it is only a matter of reluctance between you and me, so I will wait until my body comes back and act." Ito Cheng said after sinking.

"Hey?" Naiye heard, and her voice whispered unconsciously.

"It’s just like going to school and home to show your face during this time. After all, it’s not a problem to show up,” said Ito Cheng.

"That, okay." Naiye thought for a moment and nodded and agreed.

Then, Nai Yea searched the city for a circle with Ito, and then returned to the hotel rented by Ito to rest with Ito, and then moved to Haiming City on the Shinkansen the next morning. And go...

"Why did Eliot not wake up yet?" Pretea's lookout was full of irritability and looked at the books she had taken from the study in the courtyard of the time and space. Asked about Ito.

"It takes time for the spirit to re-integrate into the body. Otherwise, there will be a phenomenon of not controlling the body or not thinking about it. Now it has only been two days, what is urgent." Ito Cheng gently turned over one. The page page, whispered.

"That's a situation that takes a few days!" Pretea, Trossa, pressed the irritability of her heart and asked.

"This has to be with everyone's situation. You can wake up in a day. If you are slow, the longest time will not exceed seven days. Inferred from the situation of Ellie, it will probably wake up tomorrow and tomorrow." Said Alicia, who was sleeping on the bed.

"I hope that what you said is true." Pretea, Trossa, snorted and replied. Then I ignored Iito, kneeling by the bed, holding out her hands and holding the small hand of Alyia, looking at her softly, whispering "Alyia..."

"Hey!" Seeing here, Ito Cheng closed the book and stood up. He did not say hello to Pleisia, as if he had turned away from Alicia's room.

"Fett?"

At the moment when Ito was leaving the room, the face of Fet, who was hesitant and tangled, came into his eyes.

"Mr. Ito." Fett greeted softly.

"Want to see Alice?" Ito Cheng whispered.

"Yep."

"Why don't you go in?" Ito Cheng asked again.

"Afraid? Preeya?" Suddenly, Ito Cheng asked.

"...en." Silence for a few seconds, Feit bowed his head slightly and whispered.

"Let's go, I will take you in." Ito saw a slight sigh and leaned forward to grab a hand of Fett. While the latter was slightly blushing because of the warmth from the palm of his hand, she took her back to Ai. In Lily's room.

"My dear Alizea... Come on, wake up, mom miss you..." Pretea, who is completely immersed in her own world, still keeps the position where Ito is left. Muttered.

Seeing the expression on the face of Pretea's face, the body of Fitt, who was dragged into the room by Ito, was stiff, and her heart was filled with a dark emotion, and the emotion on her face changed. It has to be dimmed.

"In fact, this is also good, you are Fett instead of Elliott..." Ito Cheng, who felt the change of Fit, said in the heart of Fett.

"..." Fett's body trembled slightly and bowed his head.

In the time of speaking, the two men had already walked to the bed of Elijah and stopped opposite the Pretoria Tastro.

"What are you doing?" Pretea's face was full of disgusted expression and looked at Fett, who stood by the bed.

If before the resurrection of Elijah, Pretea's attitude towards Fit was a hate of love, after the resurrection of Elijah, Pretea. Strasser’s attitude towards Fett is a complete disgust, as if Fett is extremely obscured, and staying with her for a minute will make Pretea’s heart straight up. the fire.

"Mom, I want to see my sister." Fett's body shook, and the subconsciously tightened the palm of the hand that Yi Tengcheng held together, whispering.

"Don't scream! You are not my daughter, Elliot is not your sister, you are just the doll I made during the loss of Elijah, a doll that makes me feel sick now! I am no longer I need you, and I don't want to see you again, leave me!" Pretea, Trossa, stood up from the ground and stared at Fett loudly.

When I heard that the body of Pfizer, which was made by Pretea, and Texel, was shocked, her eyes began to become apathy, and she looked at Pleasant Teatro, screaming. "mom……"

"Shut up!" Pretea, Trossa, screamed and stopped.

“Preia!” Ito’s frowning and feeling a little overdone reminded Pretea’s attention to Presta.

"Oh!" Although the temperament was a bit arrogant and hysterical, Pretea Tastro was still very much a face to Ito, and after a cold sigh, he stopped and leaned down and reached out and gently stroked Ali. Ya's cheek nèn's cheek whispered softly. "Sorry, Ellie, I haven't quarreled with you. Let's rest, we will be together again soon, my dear Ellie... ..."

Looking at the performance of Pretea Tastro in front of him, the whole person of Fett is like the strength of the whole body, and the eyeslessness will be put on the ground.

It was found that the wrong situation, Ito Cheng quickly extended his arm and hugged Fit's body to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Ito Shinto, who had no way to go to the episode of mental illness, sighed a little, shook his head slightly, then leaned over and folded Fett into his arms and turned to walk outside the house. .

A few minutes later, Ito Cheng took Fett and came to the room belonging to Fett.

"Fett!?" Looking at the entrance door, Ishito and his arms hug in his arms, a pair of Fett, who lost all consciousness, the humanized Alf screamed with amazement. . Then he quickly ran to the front of Ito, and reached out and took Fate from Ito’s Huai Li, and ran to the bedside, and put Fit on the bed.

"Fett." Elf cried with a worried look.

"That's what happened to Fitt!" Then, Elf turned his head and glared at the great voice of Ito.

Ito is too lazy to talk to Alf with nonsense, directly shooting a mental power into the mind of Elf, using illusion and hypnotism to construct a picture in his mind, what will happen in the room before Alicia Reflected in the brain of Elf.

"This abominable woman!" Elf gnashed his teeth. However, ten was worried about the situation of Fett, and he also endured the idea of ​​going to find Pleasant Teatro, and looked at Fett in bed, wondering what to do.

Ito Satoshi did not speak. He went straight to the chair on the side and sat down again. He took out the collection from the study room of Precia Tastro, and looked down.

"Hey, hehe..." The clear sheet of paper flipped back and forth in the room from time to time.

In this silence, time does not know how long it has passed. Fett’s eyes have always regained color in their eyes, and their eyes are slightly moving. They turn their heads and look at the side of their faces, worried and guarding her. Alf.

"Fett!" Elf shouted with a happy face.

"Elf." Fett whispered.

"啪" At this moment, a soft bang suddenly sounded, and Fett and Elf, who heard the sound, turned their heads and looked at them.

"Mr. Ito." Looking at Ito Cheng, who walked slowly to her bed, Fett whispered.

"Remember what I said to you before, you are Fett, not Elliot. Although Pretea is very good, you are you, you have Elf, you have a thunderbolt. Now, there is still me..." When it came to this, Ito became a smile, and then continued, "There will be other people in the future, such as Naiye..."

As Yi Tengcheng’s words are spoken, Feit’s subconsciously looks at the happy face of Elf, placed on the side of the table, in the original form of the Thunderbolt, and the Talking Ito cost man, and When I heard the name of Nai Ye, my expression moved slightly.

"I am determined to face up to myself. From now on, I will officially live as a person with Fit." Ito Cheng said softly at the end.

"..." Fett did not answer, turned his head and looked at Alf.

"I am leaving. I will be here for you after two days." Ito said, after turning around, he left the room of Fett and turned to the room where he lived, and continued to look at the books in his hands.

Shortly after Ito’s departure, Feit sat up from the bed by the power of Alf.

"Fett." Elf whispered.

"I'm fine, Ai Fu." Fett reached out and yelled at Elf's head and said, "I think, Mr. Ito is right, I should face myself..."

"Fett." Elf heard the words, that is, happy, and some worried.

"You will always be with me, right." Turned from the bed, Fett looked at Elf and asked softly.

"Well, I will always be with Fett's side." Elf replied firmly.

Feite's heart was full of warmth and smashed Alf's head. In his worried eyes, he walked straight out of the room and walked back to Alicia's room along the familiar aisle.

Upon hearing the door, Pretea Tastro turned and looked at the door.

"What are you doing, isn't it clear that I haven't said it before." Pretea, Teresa Rosa frowned and snarled.

"I came here because I have something to say to you, I am not Eliza Teras Rosa, maybe I am just a doll you made, but, I, Fit Tessa Rosa is Created by you, raised by you, your daughter!" Fett, who stood at the door, still stated in her usual soft whispers, but the tone contained in the words was firmer than ever.

"Hah, haha, hahahaha... what about it." As if he had heard a joke, Pretea. Trossosa laughed, then smiled and asked in a soft tone.

"So far, do you want me to treat you as a daughter?"

"If, if you want..." Fett replied softly.

"Impossible!" Pretea, Teresa Rosa replied without thinking, "My daughter is only Alizea!"

"..., even so, I will still guard you, not because I am your daughter, but because you are my mother." Feit shook his head and shook his head.

Pretea, Trossosa, quietly watched Fett, and suddenly smiled, "It’s boring!"

As he said, reaching out to the palm of his hand, a purple magic beam instantly flew out from Pretea's palm, hitting the Philippine with no defense or no preparation at all. On the special body, she shot her out of the house.

"Hey!" Alizea's door closed heavily.

"Cough..." Fett, who supported his body with his arms, gave a soft cough and a small mouthful of blood spewed out of his throat.

"Fett!" Elf, who was quietly hiding at the corner of the corridor, quickly ran out of the hiding place, came to the side of Fett, and reached out to support Fit's body, shouting with concern.

"I'm fine, my mother didn't squat." Fett shook his head and said. Then, with the support of Alf, he stood up from the ground and turned to look at the closed door in front of him, and returned to his room with Ai Fu and took a rest.

Two days later...

"Well~" whispered in the throat of Alicia who was lying on the bed.

Although the voice was low, but in the ears of Pretea Tastro, who had been guarding her bed, it was like a thunder, letting Pretea Tastro trembled.

"Alyia..." Preiata Trossa screamed out of the palm of her hand and stroked Alicia's face.

Alizea’s eyelids moved and slowly opened. After adjusting to the light in the house, she turned her head and looked at the bedside of Pretea, Tastro, with some doubts. "mom?"

"Yes, it is me, Alizea." Preciata Trossa replied with a trembling voice.

"I am sleepy again? Where is this? There is a strange look of your mother." Ellie's eyes turned slightly, and after looking at the layout of the room, the tone was full of doubts and asked one after another.

Listening to the familiar proverb in the ear, Pretea Tastro could no longer control his emotions, slamming on Alizea’s body and bursting into tears, venting from Ellie All negative emotions that are backlogged after death.

"Mom?" I don't know why Epitata, such as Teresa, would be so screaming with suspicion. Rs! .