God's Souvenir

"My dear Mr. Tsuruhara, my dear self..."

"Only I love you deeply in this world, so you should also respond to my deep love."

"Tsuruhara Hiken hates himself the most, but the creator Rosemani is the person who loves himself the most in the world."

All the lights in the submarine prison were turned on one by one, and the soft and fluttering voice of the young girl surrounded the entire room by the audio equipment here.

"Forget all the bad things and come back to our world."

"Rosemani Sin'dorei."

The unconscious man curled up on the cold floor frowned, as if he had seen something bad in his dream.

The little girl sang softly:

"Wreaths of roses, full of bouquets.

ash!ash!

You are all going to die! "

With the entire submarine prison under the control of Tsuruhara Himi, the Supernatural Secret Service Division had no way of discovering his abnormality.So he was lying alone on the floor with a high fever and no one knew.

Except for Arlo, she is not human.

Probably the same feeling as brainwashing, the brain is in pain.In the depths of the dark consciousness, scattered memories constantly surged up, complicated and unpleasant.

"—Child, you do not belong to human beings."

The lake-green eyes blinked twice, and slowly opened.There is no confusion in it, only complete calm and sobriety.

Pale fingers touched the black suppressor on the neck, crushing it hard and tearing it off.

Tsuruhara Hinami dragged his weak body from the ground and stood up unsteadily, stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.The white prison uniform on his body was replaced by a simple hoodie and jeans. The white hood of the hoodie was buttoned on his head, revealing only a small part of his face and hair.

The long silver hair was also shortened impatiently by the master, leaving only the fluffy short curly hair like sheep's hair.

The alarm rang through the Special Agents Division.

Tsuruhara Himi, exuding low air pressure, stood in front of the contact desk and tapped to connect to the video.Looking at the face of the "blonde girl" on the screen, he parted his mouth and showed a malicious smile: "You are that Lin Jiang, right? Give you the coordinates, and wait for me there."

Lin Xianming met his eyes that seemed to have nothing, and unconsciously took a step back: "You?"

"Shhh—" Tsuruhara Hikami raised his index finger and lightly pressed his lips, and the smile at the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

The soles of the black short boots stepped on the paper boat lying on the ground, and the slightly higher heels hit the floor with regular dull sounds.The young man who seemed to have turned on some strange switch walked out of the control room slowly, with the index and middle fingers of his right hand held together by his side.

The interior of a submarine used as an undersea prison has undergone changes visible to the naked eye.Automatically aiming machine guns were set up in the corridors, and the empty cells were transformed into reception rooms, offices, conference rooms and even bedrooms.

After receiving the alarm, the Ability Special Service Section immediately began to contact the submarine prison, but the signal sent was like a stone sinking into the ocean.Even calling the monitoring in the prison can't do it.

The submarine parked on the bottom of the sea slowly rose and left its original position.

Tsuruhara Hikin walked into the remodeled reception room without turning his eyes. He relaxed and threw himself on the newly completed sofa, and the soft sofa sank in one piece.

A small robot with small wheels under its body moved in front of him with a tray on its head, and the tray contained nutrients for injections.

He frowned, but reached out to pick up the injection on the tray.

The electronic screen on the wall in front of the sofa flickered, and a beautiful and cute little face of a young girl appeared on it, obviously leaning very close to the screen: "Mr. Heyuan! How do you feel--you still only have nutrition Dosage can be injected?!"

Tsuruhara Hinami unhurriedly pierced the skin with the needle and inserted it into the blood vessel, and skillfully pushed the nutrient into it.He looked at Aurora's face for a while, and first praised her: "It's such a cute shell, Aurora-chan—"

"Ah—as the 'creator', Mr. Tsuruhara is indeed the most outstanding and discerning existence in the world." Aurora blushed with happiness on both sides of her cheeks.She skipped the countless steps in the middle, and simply and rudely drew the conclusion that the "creator" is the best in the world from a word of praise for appearance.

The person who was overly praised did not take these words to heart, and accepted the praise with a natural attitude.He pressed the place where the needle was inserted and pulled it out abruptly. When he let go of his hand, the wound quickly stopped bleeding.

"Ai Luojiang is also the cutest and most charming little lady in the world - but should we give up the camera to Fei Jia next? Our poor Fei Jia should not be excluded like this, come on Ai Luo sauce, please Fei Jia Mr. Jia to make his speech." He casually threw the used syringe into the tray.

Aurora reluctantly stepped aside, revealing Fyodor who was blocked behind him.

The black-haired Russian laughed when he saw Hikami Tsuruhara for the first time: "Long time no see, Xin'dorei."

Both of them knew exactly what the phrase "long time no see" was referring to.

Strictly speaking, the "creator" and Fei Jia have not seen each other for almost 11 years.

"Long time no see, Fei Jia. You are still as fragile as before, and you can be knocked down with one finger. Look at your dark circles, I miss you so much." Higen Tsuruhara also laughed, "Your idea is really good , it’s just that there was a little error in the implementation. But it’s okay, this little flaw will be corrected soon.”

Fyodor seemed to have never experienced various accidents before, and discussed with him enthusiastically: "Is that so? The hasty control is not complete, so it will cause resentment among the civilians. So it is hidden in the order Beneath the appearance is actually a greater malice that is about to come out."

"That's right. So after my death, the malice that has been suppressed for a long time will erupt in an instant—tsk, it's enough for the government to have a headache for a while." Tsuruhara Higen didn't bother with him about things he thought were insignificant , but continued to lament with hypocrisy:

"However, the accumulated malice is not enough to turn that beautiful city into a city of crime. It's a pity. If I can actually experience the formation of a city of crime, maybe I will be more inspired."

The one who is here now is the "creator" Rosemany, and Arlo's modification of his memory is subtle and successful.He is aware of the game between himself and the forces of all parties, but the rest of the things that happened in the past ten years have been infinitely downplayed.Those little things that are not worth distracting are naturally thrown into the trash can in his mind.

Tsuruhara Hinami, who continued the 12-year-old way of thinking that belongs to the "creator", does not think that the game with Fyodor that wins and loses is a big deal.After all, it is a very happy thing to have a friend who can play games with oneself. Even if you lose your life in the game, it is just a normal consequence.

Even if it is a life-threatening confrontation with a confidant, it is also a pleasant thing.

"The current order in Yokohama is also worth studying. Although I haven't experienced its formation, if I lead its destruction, there will be a lot of inspiration." Fyodor narrowed his eyes slightly, "The three moments of day, night, and dusk The idea, what a genius plan."

"This balance will be broken soon. Don't you want to get the "book", I trust you, Fei Jia. "Hinami Tsuruhara turned over from the sofa and sat up, counting Fyodor's great deeds in detail, "Look, you can kill the 'Creator' and drive the group to Yokohama.Ah, and the honest man—”

"You are a good Russian, and a permanent and sincere friend of our kind."

Fyodor listened to his teasing, and objected with an unchanged expression: "It may also be an opponent."

"That's right, it's like the Soviet Union and Germany. It seems that we may be natural opponents." Tsuruhara Hiken nodded.

"I don't know if you still remember, but I don't think Aurora will delete this memory for you." The kind Russian smirked and began to expose the other party's fault, "Your Excellency Mori Ogai, the leader of the port mafia, is your friend." The teacher is also one of the participants in the three-moment concept. For his sake, shouldn't you let Yokohama go?"

"—Mori Ogai? Who is that?" Tsuruhara Higen smiled more than he did, "What does Tsuruhara Higen's love interest and guide have anything to do with me, Rosemani Xin'dorei? Say yes?"

After the memory of the past ten years has been completely disturbed and completely revised by Arlo, whether it is a good impression caused by the secretion of dopamine or an unstable mental state, it is all restored with one click.

What Ai Luo said is indeed correct, what Tsuruhara Hinata hates the most is himself.But the "creator" Rosemani is the person who loves him the most in this world, even to the point where he can marry himself.

There is no second person in this world who can surpass his own position in his own heart.

"—Speaking of which, the Supernatural Secret Service Division is really generous. This is the ready-made base they gave me for free, oh oh oh Aurora, remember to remind me to thank you!"

Facing Fyodor's noncommittal staring eyes at him, Hiken Tsuruhara looked away without any panic and changed the subject.

"Yes. Welcome back, Sin'dorei." Fyodor's topic also jumped up.

Ai Luo sat peacefully at the side, jumped up after hearing this sentence, and raised her thin white arms: "I have helped convey my thanks! Did Mr. Tsuruhara love me more today than yesterday? ?”

When Tsuruhara saw the green eyes of the lake meeting her red eyes, the corners of their mouths slowly curled up: "Of course I do. I love Luo Jiang the most."

"—I love Mr. Tsuruhara the most too! Mr. Fyodor can be ranked second!"

While the Ability Secret Service Division was investigating information about the submarine prison, Ango Sakaguchi received an anonymous email.

The content of the email is arrogant.

[The submarine that can be used as a base has been received, such a gift can be described as affectionate.In order to live up to this friendship, I will definitely make good use of it to make it shine better.I am really grateful for the move of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. ]

Ango Sakaguchi finished reading the email in silence, and he said to himself: "If Tsuruhara-kun escapes from prison, who will he be most concerned about?"

Undoubtedly, it was Ogai Mori, the head of the port mafia.

In addition, there is another person who must be killed-Osamu Dazai.

"According to common sense, Tsuruhara-kun will not escape from prison. But since the incident has already happened..." He lay on the hospital bed and looked sideways at Dazai Osamu who was sitting beside him, "Dazai-kun, you should follow this matter." It’s right to have a headache together.”