Lost Narrative Poetry

"Senior, is this someone you know? What's her name? Can you introduce her to me?"

Saten Ruiko asked curiously.

She just said it casually, and then she saw the magician opposite tilting his head and staring at the miko lady passing by the window. She kept looking like this, not knowing what he was thinking.

Could it be that the shrine maiden who was rarely seen in Academy City who was walking past the window happened to be someone the other party knew? And not only that, Saten Ruiko even started thinking and contacted Xia Ran's hidden identity.

She suddenly became more interested. Could it be that he was actually a "magician"?

Well, it's very possible. Aren't witches and other such professions originally representative of the mystical side of religious professions? Maybe that’s what it’s all about! Thinking this way, Saten Ruizi suddenly became interested, and immediately tried to confirm with Xia Ran.

"I don't know...her name is Himegami Qiusha."

Xia Ran withdrew her gaze and calmly answered Saten Ruiko's question.

"Eh?" The black-haired girl was stunned for a moment, "If you don't know her, why do you know her name?"

"Who stipulates that you can't know the name if you don't know it? These are completely different things..." The magician took a scoop of ice cream and put it into his mouth.

"What is this, senior? This is obviously sophistry!" The black-haired girl pouted. She felt that this person was usually good at everything, but at certain times his thinking circuit was different from ordinary people's, and he could always say something that at first glance seemed It makes sense, but in fact it is completely logically confusing.

"What sophistry... Let me ask you, Ruizi, do you know the name of the current Prime Minister of Japan?"

So naive, Xia Ran felt the need to make this girl understand that these were indeed two different things. The logical relationship between cause and effect in this world was never straightforward.

"I know, I know." Saten Ruiko replied subconsciously.

"Then do you know the Prime Minister of Japan?"

"……do not know……"

"Isn't that what it is? You can also know the names of people you don't know. These are two completely different things and cannot be confused." The magician spread his hands.

"This...this..." The black-haired girl's eyes were a little confused, as if this was indeed what happened. Why did the other party say so sensely, but she hadn't thought of this before?

Xia Ran turned to look out the window again, and found that the red and white figure was already fading away, so she stood up quickly: "By the way, I suddenly remembered that there are some things today, why don't I cry to you Just go back first!”

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"Okay, let me go see Misaka-senpai and see what she is busy with recently..." Saten Ruiko looked at the boy opposite with a subtle look, but still nodded. She has always been very discerning, isn't she? People who can't read the atmosphere.

Since the other party directly stated that he had something to do, it was naturally impossible for Saten Ruiko to say that he had to become a light bulb.

Could it be that it is actually that kind of relationship? Or is senior still pursuing that miko lady?

Perhaps because of the nature of girls, thoughts like this naturally appeared in her mind. Saten Ruiko felt that she seemed to have discovered the truth. She also stood up, nodded vigorously to her senior, and raised her little He waved his fist to encourage the opponent:

"Senior, come on, this kind of thing must be won in one go! You can't delay it, you have to defeat the opponent quickly and accurately!"

"Huh?"

Xia Ran raised his eyebrows, and then he suddenly realized it, and nodded to Saten Leizi: "So you know Leizi, I understand!"

"Yeah, senior, go quickly, otherwise Miss Himegami will go far away..." The black-haired girl suddenly felt a subtle sense of pride in being recognized. She was very happy that she could help, and took a look After looking out the window, he couldn't help but urge again and again.

After Xia Ran left, Saten Ruiko, who was standing in front of the dessert shop, chuckled and looked at the street where the two people left together for a long time. Then he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone. Looked at the time.

"Well, I won't go to the research institute today. Let's go see what Misaka-senpai is busy with recently..."

She muttered to herself and began to look forward to it. It seemed that one day she would finally be able to help Misaka-senpai.

"I hope for this reason, Misaka-senpai won't blame me too much for taking risks, hehe..."

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Time: half an hour later.

Location: The seventh school district of Academy City, the top floor of the north building of Misawa Junior School.

This is the principal's office, a huge space that covers an entire floor. Although the entire room is gorgeous, it has no taste. It's like walking into a restaurant that pays attention to etiquette but doesn't understand the psychology of its customers. It makes people feel disgusted. .

The surrounding atmosphere had an extreme emptiness, like looking at an old and yellowed photo.

Himegami Qiusha tilted her head and looked at the scene in front of her. Although her thoughts were a little messy and she couldn't understand why such a thing happened, she still lacked expression changes, as if she was indifferent to everything.

——Even though the young man who came to ask her for directions very familiarly and was brought to Misawa School by her, in front of her eyes, he gave the alchemist who currently controlled Misawa School an indescribable slap in the face. The latter was beaten so violently that he was almost unable to take care of himself and vomited five kilograms of blood!

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

The man, whose face was stained red with blood, fell at the end of the crooked carpet in a somewhat embarrassed state, leaning against the luxurious desk. Although there is no background information, just watching this scene can make people subconsciously think that he was probably knocked out and hit the table upside down.

Oreos took out a needle as thin as hair from his arms in a white suit, and then inserted it into his neck without hesitation, as if giving a hypnotic instruction to himself.

"Die! Why don't you die! Why don't you die?!"

The muscles on his face seemed stiff and twisted, like a poisonous snake spewing venom from its mouthparts, and it was spewing gas from its throat in an extremely crazy manner.

This is the rule of the spirit of words, a judgment in which words are turned into weapons. As long as you say it, it will definitely come true... Originally, it should be like this, but now it is more like the last cry of a defeated dog, but The loser's final and unwilling curse was issued in a rage of incompetence.

Because the magician who was walking slowly from the opposite side didn't care at all. He didn't fall to the ground and died. Instead, he seemed not to be affected at all. Even the steps he took were as regular as a ruler. As if measured.

"Golden Dayan Technique... This kind of magic that "everything you think about will become reality", who compiled it and left it behind? I'm really getting more and more curious. "

He looked at Oreos, who was beaten to a bloody head without any explanation, with interest shining in his eyes.

"Why! Why won't you die!"

As if everything that supported him had collapsed, the man opposite stared at the sudden intruder with great resentment.

He had expected how many difficult attacks he would encounter during the implementation of his plan, and also imagined how to deal with possible situations... However, in the end, he did not expect it, and he was always prepared to deal with possible attacks from the magic side.

But so be it.

But there has been no movement. The magic side seems to be completely unaware of his actions, or they don't care if they know it. There are more important things that involve their minds.

In short, Oreos is not sure what is going on. After all, he is now hiding here in Misawa School and building this place into a fortress under his control. Although it seems that he relied on the completed Golden Dayen Technique to transform himself into It’s like a god-like existence in a closed world——

But he is only a god in a closed world. He does not know the situation outside the closed world.

The only thing that was certain was that he wasted too much time fighting with the air, and when he finally couldn't help but want to take action... the devil in front of him had already come to the door again.

devil……

A devil that even the Golden Dayan Technique cannot fight against.

This incomprehensible fact caused Oreos to completely collapse. Why did he pay so much? He couldn't accept such a cruel reality. Why couldn't even the magic of "changing reality according to one's own ideas" and the Golden Dayan Technique, which theoretically could turn anything into reality at will, be able to fight against the monster in front of him?

"Actually, I was killed by you at the beginning..."

Xia Ran stood in front of the alchemist, looked down at him, and said calmly.

"It's just that as you can see, the new me has appeared again."

"Wha, what?" Aureos, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, a bruised head and bloody head, and was extremely embarrassed, stared at the opponent with his eyes wide open.

"There's nothing surprising, right? The me you see in front of you now is just one aspect of the total collection of "I". It is the intersection point where "I" gathers its own infinite parallel existences in the present world, which is the intersection of organic life and Body contact uses concepts such as humanoid interface and divine touch. "

The magician smiled.

"You did kill me just now, but it was just like exiting the application interface of a certain program on your mobile phone. In fact, the program is still running in the background. Even if it is not running in the background, it is still in the mobile phone. No It’s a fundamental uninstallation…”

In the infinite parallel world of possibilities presented before and after the collapse of the wave function, every possibility is occupied by it. If it is eliminated in this world, it will definitely appear in another world, and in the end it will still occupy various possibilities.

It's not that there is no way to directly kill with one blow, but that level of field is definitely not a level that Oreos can reach. He only relies on the golden Dayan Art that he completed by trick, and he has extremely powerful magic ability, but His own magical wisdom is not enough to fully control this level of mystery.

"How could such a thing happen...you, are you a demon?"

Oreos couldn't believe it.

"No, but don't think too much. You can't kill me because your level is too low, not because my level is too high." Xia Ran thought for a moment and decided to kindly comfort this miserable guy. "At the beginning, you succeeded in killing me once, but because you didn't know if it was effective, your heart was immediately shaken..."

The Golden Dayan Technique is an extremely terrifying magic. Normally, it is impossible for humans with limited lifespan to use that kind of magic.

Because the mantra itself is so long that even if one person chants it endlessly for a hundred or two hundred years, he cannot finish it. Moreover, the mantra itself does not have any elements that can be shortened, and it cannot be chanted from generation to generation in a divided manner.

However, with such severe restrictions, its power is naturally immeasurable——

This magic allows the user to modify reality with their thoughts at will.

"But things are ultimately beyond the reach of mortals. Human beings will inevitably set a limit for themselves. What they feel they can't do is just that they can't do it. No matter how hard they force themselves to believe, it's useless...and these are not useful for this technique. In terms of style, it happens to be the only weakness."

Xia Ran said calmly:

"When you feel that you can't win me or defeat me, these thoughts will also turn into reality... This is the essential difference. You can't understand my existence. Even if you use acupuncture to stimulate your emotions, or... Even using words to condense your thoughts and clarify your orders cannot change this."

"You... hateful!"

Oreos couldn't refute. As the other party said, even though the monster seemed to explain why he couldn't be killed, he still couldn't understand the concept of transcending the human realm, and he couldn't change his subconscious mind. Thoughts still can't change anything.

The essential gap is too great. Just like in the game of rock-paper-scissors, you are always in the position of scissors, and the opponent is always in the position of rock. No matter what, the result is that you lose and the other party wins.

He clenched the thin needle in his hand, wanting to give it a last try, but he couldn't lift his arm. He always felt that he had been defeated and could no longer think of this idea. The humiliation was unbearable for the alchemist, and he stared at the other person with hatred:

"Are you a lackey of those churches?"

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence, otherwise I will sue you for false accusation..." Xia Ran frowned, "I have nothing to do with those religions or anything like that."

Oreos actually felt the same way. This man was so powerful that even if he was not a demon, he didn't need to be attached to any religion at all. But precisely because of this, he became even more angry:

"Then why are you trying to stop me? Who has the ability to persuade you? Or...are you also here for the Index of Forbidden Books?!"

When he talked about the latter part, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

Yes, that must be the case!

Even among magicians, this person is definitely the best. What else can such a being pursue? It is absolutely necessary to completely master the source of magic, step into the realm of the God of Magic, and become a member of the Demon God!

To become a magician who reaches the pinnacle of magic technology and reaches the ultimate form of the realm of gods is not a simple matter, but a great undertaking that must go through an astronomical amount of preparation work before it can be completed.

Oreos happened to have heard that there was a concept in magic that "if you can use all the 13,000 magic books correctly, you can become a demon god", so he felt that he understood something in an instant.

This monster is here to get the wisdom of the Index of Forbidden Books!

"Well, that's not the case actually. I'm just very interested in the Golden Dayan Technique, so I came here to take a look... I'll leave after a while. Don't think too much about it." Xia Ran frowned lightly, Indy Does Kesi really smell that good?

Why does everyone misunderstand themselves?

"Wha, what? Just come here and take a look?" Oreos, who was furious, couldn't help but stayed for a moment.

"Yeah, just come over and take a look."

"...Leave after a while?"

"Yes, just wait and go." Xia Ran nodded obediently. The final product of the superposition of "infinity" and "probability" allowed him to directly copy all the elements of any ability that might be mastered by him, thereby mastering the corresponding ability.

The Golden Dayan Technique has been learned, another piece of the puzzle in the blueprint of his plan has been completed, and his goal has been completed.

If you don't leave yet, are you waiting for the other party to treat you to dinner later?

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Oreos, who had been silent for a long time and could hardly get up from the severe pain all over his body, suddenly wanted to shed tears in grief and anger: "If that's the case, why did you hit me as soon as you entered the door?!"

"this……"

Xia Ran put his hand on his chin, tilted his head and thought for a moment: "It seems that before I came here, someone told me that I should defeat the opponent quickly, accurately and in one go, and win it directly in one go. I must not drag it..."