Yokohama has a psychic

Suzumiya Asaka once again stepped into the intersection of the world.

She clearly just came out of school today and was preparing to go home. With a dazed effort, she saw the golden characters "Longer School of Computer Science" at the gate of her school quickly recede in her sight, and then tended to nothingness.

When Suzumiya Asaxia realized it, she only had time to stretch out her Erkang hand to mourn her lost youth.

Nonsence!What youth is not auspicious at all.

Once again inexplicably drawn into the transition line of world fusion, Suzumiya Asaxia was already very calm, she calmly checked her wallet, and there was no surprise that there was no money in it.

So why on earth did I not learn the lesson at all!Forgot to take the money out of the card and put it in the wallet!

Regarding this point, she felt that she should learn from the third person who wears shorts in the skirt of Changtaipan. After all, if Misaka Mikoto becomes like this, maybe she can find two coins from somewhere to save the emergency .

Suzumiya Asaka clutched her empty belly in a vicissitudes of life, looking at the sky speechlessly, a flock of crows flew overhead.

To be honest, she regretted it now, regretted it very much, regretted why she didn't agree to him when she was called to stop by the teacher, so maybe she could sit in the spacious and bright cafeteria of the school and enjoy the afternoon tea gracefully.

Instead of walking hungry on the commercial streets like now, smelling the scent of all kinds of food mixed together, but can only look but not eat.

How can it be a tragic word!

Wandering around for a while, making sure that there is no kind shopkeeper who can take her in this time, Suzumiya Asaka dragged her heavy steps to the embankment by the river, and spread herself into a cake on the soft grass.

"Ah... what should I do next?"

? ?She obviously thought this sentence in her heart, why did someone say it out?

Suzumiya Asaka turned her head.

On the other side of the lawn, sat a young girl with a very immature face, with short blue hair and a shawl.

"Huh? Are you homeless too?"

Suzumiya Asaka noticed the big backpack on the back of the short-haired girl hugging her knees. Just one glance reminded people of the story of a rebellious girl running away from home penniless and homeless.

The girl's face was paralyzed: "Because I broke the pot, I was kicked out by Xintian."

It's still a good read with a familiar taste of a paralyzed face, but for some reason, Suzumiya Asaxia read the other party's grievances from it.

Didn't he run away from home by himself?

Suzumiya Asaka blinked: "Is Nitta your father? If you don't mind, you can tell me about your experience, maybe I can help you."

Parents always love their children. The so-called deep responsibility of love means that no matter how angry they are, they will definitely not let their children wander outside.

When the time comes, she will send the child back, and then have another meal by the way, it can't be too much.

Suzumiya Asaka planned with confidence.

The short-haired girl told her stories.

The girl claimed to be Nitta Hina, a girl with superpowers who was teleported from another world, and because the location of the teleportation happened to be Nitta's home, she was adopted by Nitta.

"Xintian is a good person," Xintian Hina nodded affirmatively, and clasped her hands together, leaving a little gap in the middle, and drew the shape of a pot, "but I really like pots. They all need to be wiped."

If you look at it this way, this man named Xintian is indeed a 10-minute love pot. If only one is broken, there should be room for change. After all...

"Then I smashed them all up."

"???" Sister, you are trying to die.

There was a crack in the decent smile that Suzumiya Asaka had always kept on her face: "You, say, what?"

Nitta Hina buried her head in her arms, and expressed her emotions for the first time in the rigid, programmed mechanical voice: "I just want to repay Nitta, but I don't know how to clean."

"What should I do? What should I do before Nitta will forgive me?"

Xintian Chi poked her eyes out from her elbows, and sighed bitterly: "If Xintian doesn't forgive me, I will starve to death."

"I really want to eat rice with fish roe..."

"Ham, what are you talking about, it's like making others not want to eat," Suzumiya Asaka swallowed silently, and looked down at her empty stomach.

Obviously the girl in front of her is not a target she can get help from. According to her judgment, Nitta Hina has at least a 50% possibility of living on the streets in the future, even worse than her, so let's give up the plan I just made.

The two stared at the sparkling lake under the embankment, Qi Qi fell into silence.

Not long after, Nitta Hina took out her own game console and started playing games. Suzumiya Asaka looked at the opposite girl who was addicted to games and couldn't help herself.

Internet addict girl, this is, it’s all in this situation, don’t you really think about what you should do in the future? Hey!

Suzumiya Asaka put her hands behind her head, squinted her eyes and stared at the sky.

The honey-colored sky seemed to have been colored by orange juice, and the setting sun was slowly falling towards the west like a milk egg yolk. Looking at it, Suzumiya Asaxia felt that she was even more hungry.

Nitta Hina was taken away by her friend 10 minutes ago, and only Suzumiya Asaka was left on the lawn dyed red by the setting sun.

I don't know when I can go back this time.

She exhaled slowly, stood up, took out her mobile phone and turned on the screen, although she knew that there was a high probability that none of the above calls could be made, except for the one just added, which was marked as Nitta Hina's contact.But she still had the mentality of giving it a try, and made all the calls she could make.

Everyone is busy.

Sure enough, as expected, are everyone busy fighting monsters?

Suzumiya Asaka's fingers touched the small sign that marked the full grid signal, and bit her lower lip in distress.

"Ah la la, there is such a beautiful young lady here!" A slightly frivolous voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Suzumiya Asaxia followed the voice.

A man with a handsome face came along the lush path——

The seaweed-like black curly hair is a bit fluffy, the iris-colored eyes covered by the broken hair have a cool smile that doesn't reach the bottom of the eyes, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, the brown windbreaker makes him tall and slender, and the exposed wrists are unbelievable. Why is the white bandage wrapped around and around.

He smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to Suzumiya Asaka, with the palm facing up, making an invitation gesture, as if he had done it countless times before: "I don't know if I have the honor to invite you together, this beautiful lady." What about martyrdom?"

Suzumiya Asaka took a step back without a trace.

No matter what the appearance of the person in front of him is, it will bring disaster to the country and the people, under the wide brown windbreaker, what can't be concealed is the darkness that seeps from his bones as if soaked in black mud.

Like a poppy blooming quietly in hell, it is beautiful but highly poisonous, once it is contaminated, it can only go to the abyss and go to darkness.

She is crazy to deal with such a person.

She turned sideways to avoid the other party's extended hand: "Sorry, I don't want to."

"That's a real pity."

He said regret, but the man named Osamu Dazai couldn't find any expression related to this word on his face. He withdrew his hand, put it back into the pocket of the brown coat, and flirted with her. Behind the eyes, he lazily walked towards the river.

Although Suzumiya Asaka didn't intend to have a close friendship with him, she couldn't help casting her eyes on him.

As a result, on the surface of the river reflecting the warm orange sun, a drowning man soon appeared on the surface of the water, with only two legs exposed, twitching from time to time.

Suzumiya Asaka: ...

This is really, not a decent way to commit suicide.

Her first feeling was indeed correct, this man's mind is definitely not normal.

"That mackerel, is committing suicide again?"

A deep and slightly magnetic male voice came from the side, saying this as if he was used to it.

Suzumiya Asaka tilted her head slightly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a delicate and handsome side face.

The pitch-black top hat was placed squarely on his head, under which was bright orange hair like a maple leaf, that color seemed to shimmer in the afterglow of the setting sun.A black windbreaker was loosely draped over his shoulders, making him even more imposing.

A pair of jewel-like cobalt blue eyes were exposed under the slightly lowered brim of the hat. When she stared deeply at Suzumiya Asaka, she felt a momentary trance.

Zhong Yuanzhong also warned the girl standing blankly on the lawn out of humanitarian kindness: "That bastard who fell into the water over there, stay away from him in the future, and be careful not to be deceived."

Then he brushed past Suzumiya Asaka, so he didn't see that after he turned around, the girl on the lawn who had been blank-faced and blank-minded was watching his back, her amber eyes sparkling in vain.

I, I, I can't do it! !

Suzumiya Asaka pressed her beating heart with one hand, and covered her slightly hot cheek with the other hand.

Mom, this man is too good-looking!

Is this what love at first sight feels like?

Suzumiya Asaka's eyes followed the petite figure in front of her, watching the orange-haired young man leap to save the drowning man in the river.

Osamu Dazai who was rescued was still jumping with a few mackerel fish. He twisted his wet clothes, and this time there was a bit of genuine regret in his voice: "It seems that this suicide failed again."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was also twisting his clothes, also let out a "huh", and the water drops from his curly hair flowed down his fair side face and past the choker around his neck, revealing a subtle lust: "You think I want to save you?" Is it? Please stay away when you commit suicide next time, and don't cause unnecessary trouble to others!"

"Hi! Hi!" Osamu Dazai casually raised his hands on his shoulders, "I see."

It's just that the expression on his face made people doubt whether he really listened.

"Hey! Dazai! Are you listening to someone?"

Zhong Yuan grabbed the opponent by the collar and dragged him to the front, but because of his height, the originally very handsome movements seemed a little lacklustre.

"Ah... So, Zhong Ye is really troublesome." The person who was grabbed by the collar didn't care at all, and even provoked him with a smile.

"Huh?? It's like you're not troublesome!"

"That must be more troublesome."

"Obviously you are more troublesome!"

"You are more..."

……

It's almost impossible to watch the unnutritious dialogue like a kindergarten student.

Suzumiya Asaka twitched the corner of her mouth.

Just when the battle between the two, oh no, the unilateral beating was about to start, a sweet female voice suddenly inserted between the two of them.

"Wait a moment."

"Hi! Temporary truce."

Suzumiya Asaka separated the two of them with one hand as a partition, made a pause gesture, and then turned her head to look at the orange-haired young man who lowered the brim of his hat in embarrassment as if he realized how childish his behavior was.

"Um...that, Mr. Chuya? Can I call you that?"

The girl's smile was as sweet as honey, and the consonant at the end of the sentence was slightly raised, soliciting the other party's opinion.

"what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the girl's exquisite face like a doll displayed in a cabinet.

He coughed a little unnaturally: "Yes, yes."

Nakahara is not like Osamu Dazai, who has a wealth of experience with women. After joining the mafia, his daily life is not only work, but also go to the mafia bar for a drink with his subordinates when he is free. , any woman who tried to get close to him with malicious intentions, basically he couldn't even meet him face to face, would be dealt with properly.

Therefore, he was not very good at dealing with the sudden enthusiasm of this young girl in front of him who seemed to be underage.

Suzumiya Asaka noticed the embarrassing attitude of the orange-haired youth, and couldn't help but deepen a smile in her eyes. To some extent, she was actually somewhat similar to the bandage waste device who was keen on suicide.

For example, some unknown bad taste.

A low laugh came out of her throat, and Suzumiya Asaka lowered her eyes slightly.

During the movement, a strand of long black hair hangs down from the ear, and falls on the school uniform of the School of Mechanical Engineering, which is a little longer - the blue waistcoat worn over the short-sleeved shirt, with a bit of casual naughtiness.

The burning clouds in the sky are gradually disappearing, the stars are rising, and the cold moonlight is printed in the girl's pupils, with gentle ripples flowing.

The border between dusk and the other shore, the moment of encountering magic arrives.

The girl bathed in the moonlight gently lifted the hem of the light-colored pleated skirt with one hand, lightly tapped her toes, and put her hand slightly on her chest. She perfectly performed a standard aristocratic salute, and her gestures revealed noble elegance. .

"So, Mr. Chuya, may I go home with you?"