[Comprehensive] My marriage partner changed again after rebirth

It's embarrassing to say that, but I really only have experience with being dumped.

The experience of dumping others can be traced back to rejecting other people's confession in middle school and high school at most...

But dumping my two, this experience is not advisable.

I believe that if I were like Bai Lan and said to Proxieter "I want to save the world so I have to break up", then that day must be my death day.

And if it's the same as Bugarati... No, it can't be copied at all.

But I feel that if I don't do something of practical effect, I will be exposed soon.

Regardless of whether the other party was assassinated by the chief director, or espionage... Once I found out what my problem was, I don't think it's so easy to get over it.

And it is impossible for me to tell anyone my real experience...and is my special situation related to Bai Lan or the double?Or maybe both?

And I always feel... There is a subtle feeling of being tested.

From the time when I asked Bessie to pick me up but I didn't show up... Did you notice the nervousness I showed unconsciously in front of the other party?Although I feel that I have disguised myself pretty well...

Obviously I didn't miss it before... Or is it because those people were not familiar with me before, so it's okay, but this time, if I'm too familiar with them, it's easy to show my feet?

If this is the case, does it prove that it is only natural for me to temporarily put aside my vigilance and try to relax and be myself?

"Gloria."

"Ok?"

The light-blond young man sitting there closed his laptop, moved his chair a little, turned his body towards me, and looked over: "Come here and help me untangle my hair."

"..."

Although there is a psychological resistance... But it would be strange if I didn't follow suit?

Ah...Speaking of which, if I say that I am in love with someone else...will it be me who dies first, or the person whom I have a crush on?

With mixed feelings, I walked behind the other party.

After careful observation at a close distance, it was discovered that the other party actually had long hair and tied it in sections and pinned it behind his head. It seemed that there was an illusion of short hair.

It took me a long time to distinguish the other party's binding method, and began to untie it slowly.

Ah... Speaking of Bucgarati, too.In fact, it is obviously a middle part, but I have to braid the hair from the back to the front and fake bangs... I feel that compared with these people, my hair is too careless!

But once I tie up my hair, because of the natural curly physique, it will become extremely curly when I put it down... So also...

Ah... wait a minute!this person!The hair has been tied for so long, but it doesn't have much curl!And the hair quality is better than mine!

Subconsciously, I exerted a lot of force on my hands.

"Hiss—what are you doing, woman?!"

I immediately relaxed, and my tone was still heavy: "I'm sorry, but there is a flame of jealousy in my heart that can't go away for a long time..."

"...What are you talking about again?" Proxiet retracted his gaze, and his attitude calmed down after complaining, "But I feel a little relieved."

"Ok?"

"I almost thought you were faked by someone before, but now it seems that you are still you."

"..." My hand paused, my head was lowered, my bangs drooped to cover my expression, and I read in a sticky tone, "Hey? Why do you think so?"

"It's my problem, my fault, don't use such a weird tone." The other party said, raised his hand to hold my hand and pulled it in front of him.

Being pulled like this, my body couldn't help but lean forward. I put my other hand on his shoulder to stabilize it, and my cheek rubbed against his hair.

"Pu Luo..." I couldn't help calling his name, but before I finished calling, I was shocked by the next behavior of the other party. I suddenly lost my voice, and I could only feel the cool metal touch, staring at the gun in my hand. Ring stared blankly.

"I didn't expect you to calm down now..." Proxiet grabbed my hand and kissed it on the lips, squinted and raised the corners of his mouth, "But this is easy to lose in my place, so you should keep it."

I lowered my head abruptly and knocked my head on the other person's shoulder, completely covering up my expression.

Otherwise, if the other party sees it, there will definitely be a problem. After all, I don't need to look at me to know how broken my expression is at the moment.

It feels like things are getting more troublesome... because while the other person is quite perceptive and unspoken, it seems that, indeed, he likes me.

... Fuck, now I feel like a woman who cheated and regretted her marriage, not to mention, I also have the attributes of a scumbag.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

"No."

"Tsk, trouble."

****

The next day, as soon as I got back to school, I called Lydia.

"I remember that you can choose multiple elective courses, right? What courses are left! I want to fill up my courses!"

"Uh...you can..." Lydia looked at me with some hesitation, "But Gloria, did you get stimulated by something?"

"It's nothing... I just want to finish my studies ahead of schedule." I wiped off my sweat, "As long as it doesn't conflict with the current courses..."

"Then only Professor Kujo's basic ocean science is left...Are you sure?"

After being silent for a long while, I nodded and said hard-heartedly: "I'm sure!"

Isn't it just that the teacher is a little difficult to deal with, a little irresponsible, a little difficult to get credits!I can get over it!

The most important thing for me now is to have a legitimate and reasonable excuse to be alone in time and place to do small tricks!

"Okay...then I'll help you sign up. Anyway, the course is not full, maybe everyone will thank you." Lydia patted me on the shoulder, "Although I don't know why you are, But if you have any troubles, you can bring them up, and if you have difficulties, you can discuss and solve them with everyone.”

"Thank you." I couldn't help but smiled, "I guess I will have a lot of troubles in the future and need your help, just don't be annoyed."

I always feel that standing on campus will make my mood peaceful... This is probably the so-called study that makes people calm.

"You're welcome, I have to say that I am very happy to be asked for help by you." Lydia said, scratching her face in embarrassment, "After all, what you said before will not turn to others for help... ...Although this kind of personality is pretty good, but as a friend, I think it's not bad for you to rely on others appropriately."

I couldn't help but fall silent.

Dependence or something... In fact, I should say that I have been relying on others from the beginning to the end.

It's always been, just hiding behind others.

"Why do you think so?" I laughed, "What kind of image do I have in your eyes?"

"A lone ranger who treats everyone well and is very polite." Lydia said seriously, "And you are very polite. This is because everyone thinks you are Japanese, and at the beginning there were people who made a private bet that Do you keep bowing when you apologize, and still guessing what it's like when you're angry."

"..." My expression gradually became complicated.

This reminds me of when I first came to Italy, a group of people gathered around me and Masaichi asked us to eat sushi.

So stereotypes are bad—and we don't eat sushi for three meals a day at all!Do you only know one sushi? ?

These Italians are so boring!

But the Lone Ranger... I can understand a little bit.

If I didn't get along with such a silly, white and sweet family, Aunt Tomoko and the family of little angels who help them... If I was alone, my personality would have changed more or less.

For example, I am more used to a person, and I don’t trust others very much.

It's like... In the first world, after rejecting Bailan's so-called offer, I learned that Zhengyi had agreed.

****

There is still a week before I return to Japan in the last world.

"So--Bessie, your elder brother only told you to stare at me once, didn't he say you should stare at me every time?" I looked at the carrot head diagonally behind me, and I was speechless, "You've become like It's the prisoner."

"But, big brother didn't say stop..." Bessie murmured, "Then we need to continue."

"..." This kid is a bit stubborn, but he really listens to his elder brother... It seems that he is not the type I can talk about.I looked away and didn't mean to say more, just because I was afraid that the kid would go back to make a small report.I managed to maintain this delicate balance with great difficulty.

"Forget it... But I'm going to check the information, will you follow me?" I don't have any resistance to Bessie, the carrot who suddenly became my follower, after all, this type is easier to see through and easier to deal with.

Bessie muttered something that I didn't understand, but followed obediently.

After I took my seat at the open-air cafe, I glanced at Bessie who was still waiting obediently as before, and sat across from him to turn on the computer and start looking up things.

This time Bessie at least listened to my opinion last time and started ordering cappuccinos.

I don't know why, but I actually have a weird sense of relief and accomplishment.

"Sister-in-law, are you still arguing with elder brother?" Bessie seemed to be a little nervous and asked such a sentence.

"No, it's not actually a quarrel... Also, Bessie, don't act like a child who is anxious about the divorce of his parents." The corners of my mouth twitched, seeing that Bessie's attention was not on my side, Feeling a little relieved, he began to look up the information of the world's mafia organizations in front of the other party.

"I don't." Bessie vetoed, she seemed a little angry, but she was worried about patience, but she still looked a little unconvinced, "And I'm not a child..."

The corner of my mouth twitched, thinking of Lydia's words, I said with emotion: "Bessie, your temper has always been like this, and you will be called Mom Boy."

"..." After Bessie was silent for a moment, her mood was obviously a little depressed, "Brother always says that about me..."

"..." I couldn't help being silent, and tried very hard to save my respect, "Your elder brother is also doing it for your own good."

what happened?What is the déjà vu of this weird family ethics drama?

"Well! I know." Bessie whispered, "but sister-in-law, don't say that."

...Well, after observing it now, I feel like I can draw a conclusion.

Bessie...is different from Naranja and the others.If it is said that Naranja and the others built a good relationship with me because they trusted Bugarati and trusted me, Bessie is more like respecting and even a little afraid of Proxiet, and then treated me because he obeyed Proxiet. Forbearance, I don't know what I think in my heart.

Maybe sometimes he thinks I'm a nice person, and sometimes he will secretly scold me behind my back... For example, let him lose weight or something, although I really think I suggested it for his sake.

And now it is probably because Proxiet has asked him to look at me many times, which will make him have a sense of opposition in the position of putting me on guard first... But it is also true, if Proxiet's identity is really as I said If you think about it, Bessie is his younger brother, and the things he does are not much different.Not as sensitive as him and not so easy to get along with.

As for the organization they are staying in... I have been checking secretly for a long time in the past few days, and after eliminating some wrong options, I can be sure.

——It is a passionate organization.

Because I am not in Naples now, and I have checked the information of the Enthusiasm Organization before, there is such a blind spot instead.

In the list I checked in a hurry in the last world, among the information that I force-fed and force myself to remember in a short period of time, although I didn't remember all of them, I remembered the list of survivors relatively clearly.

At that time, I thought it was useful, and memorized almost all the materials of living people recorded in the organization.

And inside, there is no Prosciutto.

I originally wanted to ask Bessie directly, because Bessie felt that it was easier to show his flaws... But now it seems that maybe it is not a good idea.

But it would be even worse to ask Proxiet directly... because I dare not.

It's kind of embarrassing to say it, but I'm definitely a little scared of him.

I took a deep breath, held my coffee, lowered my eyes, and asked in a normal tone: "Bessie, Bessie."

"Ok?"

"The organization you and your eldest brother belong to... is it called Passion?"

"..." Bessie was silent for a while, and put down the cup in her hand, which made a lot of noise because it was not placed firmly.

"Sister-in-law, why would you ask this?" Bessie asked, showing a trace of hostility, "This is definitely not what Big Brother told you."

"Well, because I was a little concerned about why Proxieter was late for such an important wedding occasion, I went to investigate some. Unfortunately, my brain and computer skills are not bad." I said, turning the computer to Going to face him, "Since Proxieter refuses to tell, I have no choice but to investigate by myself."

Bessie clenched his fists, and for a moment I thought he might want to do it directly, but at the critical moment, he seemed to remember something, and he endured it again, just staring at me closely: "Sister-in-law, what do you want to do?"

I know that this carrot will definitely report this matter to Proxieter immediately when he turns around, so I have two choices at this time—one is to pretend to show the truth, and the other is to make jokes on purpose.

The former can hide from Bessie but not from Prosciut, so I chose the second.

"As you know, Proxiet and I were going to get married," I said.

"Yeah, I know, sister-in-law." Bessie narrowed her eyes, "So you won't do anything that's bad for big brother, right?"

"Of course I won't! Why should I hurt him!" And I'm so scared!After I retorted, my expression became serious, "But I didn't know that Proxiet was in this business before."

Bessie's eyes became sharper: "So sister-in-law, do you want to escape?"

I looked at the other party's small eyes of "No wonder the big brother told me to keep an eye on you because you are a woman who is drifting away", and I wanted to punch him, but in the end I held back firmly.

My tone became serious: "I think this industry is more dangerous, my heart can't bear it, and the salary is not so high that it is not proportional to the danger..."

Bessie became anxious all of a sudden: "You... a woman thinks that my brother has too little money and wants to dump him?!"

I suspected that the other party wanted to swear at the beginning, but the emergency brake stopped.

I think this may be because he made bad words before and was taught by Proxiet, so he has a long memory.

"How is it possible!" I stared - do you really need to accuse me of such an excuse? !Your elder brother will kill me directly first, okay!

"I think...my savings is okay, and my investment ability is okay, and my ability to make money is pretty good." I said calmly, "So I can ask Proxiet to resign and change to a safer job. It doesn't matter if you don't have enough money, I feed him."