[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

"Don't think too much, it's not easy to survive in that kind of place, and you're just a kid who escaped by luck."

"Lucky...?" Naegi blinked slowly, he was indeed lucky, although he was framed by Enoshima to fall into that situation, but he was indeed the only one who survived the execution .

"Yeah, that's exactly what you said." He smiled, "Compared with my classmates, I actually don't have any talents that can be praised by others, but at least I am a super high school student with such nothing. The lucky title of the class was selected for admission."

The words in the mouth seemed to be out of the control of the brain, and without thinking, he said some familiar words, and the eyes of the seedlings were in a trance for a moment, and even the smile on the lips became a bit illusory.

"So... I was lucky indeed."

- 40:59:57

"Talent is actually not a good thing." She said suddenly.

"Eh?"

"Haven't you heard the saying that with great ability comes great responsibility? After all, you were chosen by Hope Peak, you are special." Sato Eri closed her eyes impatiently, "My family also has People like you, the so-called proud ones, have been preparing for making great contributions to this society since entering school, and they have done a lot of stupid things... Ha, to be honest, I think this kind of guy is really It's ridiculously stupid, our family doesn't lack anything, even if he is a good-for-nothing nerd, he can stay at home until his old age, but it turned out that he was trapped by something that sounds bright and beautiful like 'talent' all his life. "

She smiled sarcastically.

"Actually, talent is nothing more than an attribute imposed by God on people. In the face of irreversible loss, talented people are the same as ordinary people, there is no difference, and they are both hopelessly powerless. Some people get carried away with such insignificance and try to take on everything."

There was something she didn't say.

In Sato Eri's view, the so-called hope is nothing but the belief that the living force themselves to stand up and move on after the disaster and grief have happened.The Future Organ is just a pointer they use to find their way.

"Trapped... I don't think so."

She raised her head, and the seedling's eyes were very soft, with that non-aggressive, gentle aura that could subconsciously calm down.

"Miss Sato, the person you described in your mouth, no matter how you imagine his appearance, it makes people feel that he is a very happy person."

Sato was taken aback.

"If you deny all the dreams you once had just because of the current loss, isn't that a bit too much for that person?" Seed Mu smiled slightly, "Even Miss Sato, who is a close relative, I think you are too. I am not qualified to do so. No amount of despair can destroy the goodness and happiness of the past. Although talent is not an indispensable part of everyone's life, it brings real hope and vision to that person, and brings a lot It’s enough to have happy memories that you don’t even regret, and all the choices you make come from your heart.”

I have recalled the past scenes in my dreams countless times. When I thought I had lost it, and when I really lost it. When I woke up, I faced the yin and yang. I just want to sink into the silent night again, return to the dreamland, and be embraced tenderly again.He has long known that he should grow up and should no longer have such childish thoughts, but there are still many residual thoughts, like silk wrapping his heart tightly, giving him too much joy and giving him too much pain , giving him countless powers.

It will never be denied, because of luck, they met under the guidance of fate, which is the greatest luck in the life of Makoto Naegi.

- 40:27:15

At first it was not expected that there would be a desperate remnant lurking here.

The confrontation started from the search area that other personnel were in charge of. Almost in the blink of an eye, enemies who had previously hidden somewhere appeared one after another, and the flames of war soon spread to their area.

It's not too surprising when you think about it carefully.She was distracted while she was struggling to endure the pain from the wound on her waist.After all, this is the burial place of Enoshima Junko, the representative of super high school-level despair. For those who have crazy beliefs and are obsessed with her, even if it is hell, there will be people here.During the launch of the refuge plan, the people who died the most from the artillery strangulation of the defensive measures were not the people of the future agency, but the desperate believers who had already fallen into madness.

After disarming the defense facilities, no matter whether they are people from the future agency or people from the desperate remnant party, they can pass here without hindrance.The head of the Wuqie branch probably also predicted this possibility, so he sent them here together.

"Hey...Little Dunzi...Sister Dunzi...Let's dye the world into despair..."

The hand holding the gun trembled, and Sato, who was already almost suffocated, immediately became furious when she saw this. She glared viciously at the brown-haired boy standing opposite, her eyes filled with burning anger.

"What are you still doing in a daze?! Idiot, hurry up and shoot!"

Sapling Makoto stared at her for a long time, and then smiled helplessly for a long while.

"I'm sorry, Miss Sato." He said, and then looked at the man behind her, "Exchange the hostages. I'm Makoto Naegi. If you are surrounded by Enoshima, then you should know my value..."

"No——! Naegi, you leave quickly, uh——!!!"

"Okay!" the person said excitedly, "Come on, Makoto Naogi, hehehe, super high school-level hope, come to me quickly!"

worst case scenario.

At the moment when her neck was strangled by her arms, and even her mouth and nose were blocked, she indeed felt a kind of depression that was close to despair.

In order to prevent Naegi from shooting suddenly, the body of the person holding her was very close to her. Because of this, Sato was able to notice that the inside of the man's clothes was bulging and stuffed, combined with the stuffy stuff in the nasal cavity. Thinking about the ominous smell similar to gunpowder and seeing the horrible incidents committed by the desperate remnants, the creepy term "human bomb" suddenly came to mind.

They are all lunatics, and this person never thought of getting out of here alive from the very beginning.

The reason why she was held hostage was not to leave here, but to wipe them all out.

Seedlings!Their purpose is to kill you!

She suddenly widened her eyes, even though she couldn't speak, there was extreme anxiety in her eyes, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Miss Sato."

Seedling suddenly spoke.

"Although you said before that having talent is not necessarily a good thing, I think it is still a very beautiful thing."

He stepped forward, one step, two steps, the leather shoes stepped on the gravel on the ground, making a small sound.

"boom--"

The sound of an explosion was heard from the not-too-distant outside world, the ground shook, and fine gray stones slid down along the fault edge of the ruins, causing a large amount of dust to rise in the air.

"Hey, come here quickly!" An ominous premonition rose, and the hostage raised his voice eagerly, "Do you want this woman to die?"

He pressed the knife in his hand forward, shook it threateningly, and then pressed it against the hostage's neck.

Miao Mu paused for a moment, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and even the emotions in her eyes became unpredictable.

"In fact, the talent of luck is also a kind of strength."

"Varied--"

The wall ruptured without warning, perhaps from grenades or other heavy bombing weapons. The only barrier between the room they were in and the corridor next door was broken into pieces, and the dust and debris splashed quickly flooded them.

Amidst the chaotic explosion, the smoke filled his vision, and even his voice became distant and blurred.

"Because I have been trying my best to get close to that person, so even a half-baked person like me can find some feeling."

Even Sato, one of the parties involved, could hardly describe the chaotic scene that followed.

"Super high school-level hope", Makoto Sapling's importance in the eyes of the desperate remnants is much higher than that of an ordinary member of the future organization like her. Seeing the boy's figure disappear suddenly, she only heard the man who held her hostage curse angrily. With a sound of "Damn", she was immediately pushed aside like throwing away trash, and the other party stepped into the billowing smoke without hesitation.

- 40:25:08

Just before the explosion, Makoto's palm inadvertently touched a spot on the ground.

The floor tiles sank, and his body suddenly tilted. Before he could react, he fell into a tunnel that opened somewhere.

When falling in the dark, a huge bright light burst out above the head, followed by heat and explosions that almost shattered the eardrums.

"Wow...cough...!"

There was a dull pain in his chest, and he was affected by the aftermath of the explosion when he fell. He lay on the ground with his head covered for a while, only heard a "click" in his ear, and turned his head to find that the pistol that Sato had forcefully stuffed before also fell down.

"Tap. Tap. Tap."

Slow footsteps, from far to near, gradually came from the deep tunnel.

"……who is it?"

no answer.

Seedling subconsciously tensed up, his left shoulder was very painful, probably from a fall or something else, but he couldn't care about it at this time, he struggled to stand up, picked up the gun beside him with his right hand, and pointed it at the darkness as he walked closer and closer The shadow of the man gritted his teeth.

"If you don't say anything, I'm going to shoot you."

The other party was silent, like a ghost born in the darkness, and from a short distance, one could feel a cold gaze cast on him without any emotion.

It was as if he was a dead thing, or rather, he was already a dead thing in his eyes.

"do not come!"

Seedling took a step back in fear as his pace gradually accelerated. The dark tunnel restricted his vision, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He only noticed that he raised his hand when he was advancing, and pointed his gun at it. over him.

"—!"

Subconsciously pulled the trigger, halfway down the finger suddenly couldn't press, Miao Mu suddenly took a breath, and then remembered that he hadn't opened the safety from the beginning.

Oops, why did I just remember now...

"--boom!"

The memory of the last moment is the severe impact and pain in the left chest, and the pair of extremely bewitching blood red eyes in the field of vision.

- 40:24:15

He walked up to the intruder.

The other party fell limply to the ground, the drooping forehead hair covered most of the young man's face, his chest heaved, and a square object fell out of his arms.

This scene full of drama and déjà vu seemed to travel through time and space, and the prank of fate was staged again.

He raised his brows slightly in a calm manner, and some interest arose in his heart, so he squatted down, ignored the student handbook that fell on the floor, and stretched out his fingers to support the boy's chin.

He found that he knew the face.

- 38:14:45

"I didn't expect to meet you here."

The young man's voice came from behind him, perhaps because he had just woken up, there was a hint of hoarseness in his weak voice, and there was a bit of dry stagnation when he spoke.

A very familiar voice, after realizing the identity of this person, the coincidence point with the rather interesting guy in memory suddenly became clear and cannot be ignored, similar voice, similar talent, and— —

He withdrew his hand from the keyboard, turned around, and looked into the other's clear eyes.

Eyes that are alike but never the same.

"The seat of the gods is out...Senior."

Seedling sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, raised his hand to press the bandage that was wrapped tightly on his shoulder, and unconsciously showed a somewhat complicated expression.

Call him senior?

The other party didn't speak, but raised his eyelashes slightly, and his figure was reflected in those blood-red eyes that were almost monstrous.

Long black hair, blood-colored pupils, and...the student uniform of Hope's Peak Preparatory Department.

The iconic feature, the person in front of me is the crystallization of years of dreams and pride that was once regarded by Hope's Peak Academy.Possessing a great talent full of infinite possibilities, and touching the realm of God beyond the limits of human beings, in this legendary academy known as "the cradle of hope", he is also the most special, "special hope".

Such a legendary person... Along with the largest and worst incident in the history of Hope's Peak Academy, his existence was once buried in that black history.

This person, who was named Hope's Peak's first principal, was a member of the Godhead, and may have been one of the participants in the desperate incident in Enoshima.

"Senior...why did you appear here?"

Seedling felt a little nervous in this wordless silence. He slowly let go of the quilt behind him that was wrinkled by his fingers, sat up while maintaining his composure, picked up his shirt from the side of the bed and put it on.

"..."

After not getting a response for a long time, he couldn't help but secretly wondered, and turned his head to look at the other party.

"Sapling Makoto, I'm waiting for you." The other party replied in a tone without any emotion, "I know you will come back here, so I am waiting for you here."

……wait for me?

When he was puzzled, he suddenly noticed the huge screen behind the seat of God.

The electronic curtain wall occupying the entire space, a virtual three-dimensional three-dimensional model constructed by countless bright blue lights in the black background, above is the main building of Peak of Hope and the surrounding buildings, and below is the vast underground labyrinth. The very complex and tortuous passages connected various rooms of unknown purpose in series, almost like a glacier hidden under the seabed, and the huge scale surprised the seedlings.

"This is--"

His words paused, and his eyes stayed on the two student manuals connected to the device with data cables.

"Panoramic map of Hope's Peak Academy." Kamizuru noticed his gaze, and glanced at Sapling with a meaningless meaning, "Sapling Makoto, as a participant of the Hope's Peak Refuge Project, you are in the Hope's Peak Central Program Has the same authority as the principal."

Naoki clenched her fingers, not knowing what to say for a moment.

That was the preparation made by Principal Wukiri for the day they planned to leave the shelter one day, using the Peak of Hope as their new starting point and backing for their journey.

"As for the owner of the other student handbook..." The image on the screen changed, and the blue lines in the picture differentiated into green and red, connecting the main building of the school district and widely distributed in green, while in the The part of the underground passage that is more tortuous and loopy in the depths of the ground suddenly turned into a dazzling bright red.

"Komaeda Nagito, who has special line HASS administrator authority, the full name is Hope Automatic Synesthesia System (Hope Automatic Synesthesia System), pointing to a special research project personally hosted by Hope Peak's first principal, Kazuru Kazuru."

He stared deeply at the surprised brown-haired boy in front of him.

"The purpose is to find the real super high school level hope."

- 37:51:43

"Mr. God Zuo...I mean, have you found the former headmaster?"

"No."

Answering in a flat tone, he added when Naegi Makoto showed a thoughtful expression: "Limited by the mental limitations of ordinary humans, as the first experimenter, he died in the equipment warehouse."

"……and after?"

"The feasibility of this research and the accuracy of the selected subjects are difficult to determine. I hope that the synaesthesia project will be closed in No. 12 years after the death of the first headmaster, and the researchers will withdraw. All materials and equipment related to the experiment will be released It was sealed in the original experimental site—that is, the red hidden tunnel in the map."

Seedling's finger touching the mechanical shell paused, the boy stood up, his eyes shifted in the room, and he suddenly said: "I remember that Komaeda-senpai used to live in the dormitory above this location, I don't know how he got the authority you mentioned , but I'm sure he must have been here."

Perhaps, he had activated this device.

Makoto Naegi thought to himself.

- 37:40:24

"You're going to try." The tone of the statement.

"Haha, I don't seem to be able to hide what's on my mind so much?" Naogi couldn't help laughing, his half-down eyelashes covered the stream of light in his eyes, "Isn't this the purpose of Senior God? You are waiting for me... What is it that is waiting? Me? Or something else?"

Kamito looked at him.

"I'm waiting for the intersection of hope and despair," he said.

"I'll wait and see if hope turns to despair first, or if despair turns to hope."

- 37:32:27

The brown-haired boy suddenly raised his head.

The cold indoor light fell deep into his pupils, perhaps due to the angle, there seemed to be a faintly bright brilliance flowing down.

"If hope is light, despair is a shadow. The light is constant, but the shadow is changeable. But even standing in the dark, that person will not move his eyes from looking at the light."

He spoke softly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"I admire him who is so firm and persistent, so I will never change my steps towards hope at any time."

- 35:17:04

If possible, I hope to get to know you better.

When I first met you, you already looked like an adult, rational and sober, gentle and sensitive, maybe you don’t know it, but I know you are used to ignoring your own sacrifices and pains, you are used to using gentle Smiles cover up the sharp edges and corners in your heart. You don't like loneliness, but you subconsciously seek loneliness. You are proud by nature, but extremely self-loathing.

When being loved by you, there is always a sense of happiness that is regarded as a treasure.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, our relationship is still very simple. Even though there are some taboo loves that are not tolerated by the world, we have received a lot of blessings and support from relatives and friends around us.Like is such a very pure and direct thing, you like me, I am also deeply attracted by you, like two drops of water from the same source, like planets pulling each other, once they meet, they will completely blend into each other's world inside.The spring, summer, autumn and winter of that year are so short and long in my memory, and the frames and scenes that accompanied you can be restored to the most realistic appearance in my mind, because every minute and every second is so warm, Suddenly you will think that this kind of time will always extend to the infinitely distant future,

Saying forever, maybe this kind of thinking is a little too naive, but the fact is that this kind of naive to somewhat idealized belief is an inseparable part of his composition.There has never been a real accident in this world. The luck that will eventually come after gathering countless tiny unfortunate fragments seems to have become an inevitable spiral of fate in his life. It is this extremely unique and tenacious super high school-level luck, Only then will there be the sapling Makoto who is unwilling to give up hope now.

How much luck and expectation do you still have in your heart?Is this kind of mood an evasion of not wanting to accept the facts?Even I can't tell why.It is true that he has always been the type with a very broad mind, because he subconsciously believes that the situation will not go to the worst, and he holds a kind of unreasonable optimism and belief that even if he encounters difficult things, he can grit his teeth and overcome them. , but only one is different.

The mood of worrying about gains and losses has long been out of the control of reason and his personal thoughts. Out of the most fundamental obsession of human beings, the instinctive pursuit of love and fear of losing, even he has finally begun to waver.

Because it is the true heart, if you really lose your existence, my hope will no longer be perfect.

Sorry for not catching your desperation in the first place.

Sorry, I didn't notice the anger and pain in your heart.

Sorry I couldn't save you.

"Nerve connection 100%, ready to complete."

The cold light of the electronic equipment filled the space, and the cold inorganic mechanical sound reminded that the buffering process had been completed. Sitting in front of the operating table, Shenzuo Chuliu did not pay attention to AlterEgo who was silent but worried on the inside of the screen, but lowered his head, He stared deeply at the young man in the equipment warehouse.

The device connected to the brain covered the upper half of his face, only the unstoppable tears flowing down the side face and the gentle curve of his lips that resembled a smile could be seen.

"Hope synaesthesia, start."

- 32:54:17

Dawn and night are unknown.

The starless and moonless night is the darkest moment before dawn. It is cold but there is no wind. There is only endless night and silence. In the clear and cloudless night sky, there are huge skyships floating, and the decorated neon lights emit dazzling lights. The cascade.

The airship flew around the city very slowly, and the multicolored light passed through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, floating like water waves on the bright and appreciable ground, extending to the big bed in the center of the room, slightly illuminating the pale and handsome face of the young man .

Komaeda Nagito slept very deeply. He has been in a drowsy sleep since nightfall. His brows were slowly smoothed due to the rest of the nerves and the relaxation of the spirit. His eyes were closed, and the slender eyelashes swept a layer under the eyelids. The fan-shaped light blue shadow quietly fell into a deep sleep without anyone noticing.

Mr. Sapling.

Makoto Sapling.

No one knows, no one will understand, when he was in a trance, he called out a name while he was half asleep and half awake, with his endless deep love and warmth, longing and longing, obsession and delusion, the hot blood came from... The beating heart rushed out, and the flowing heat swept to the cold fingertips, and suddenly there was a slightly astringent sweetness.

He had never imagined the possibility that he could still dream of it.

He often misses him uncontrollably, but he rarely indulges himself in such a deep way, because it is actually a terrible thing for him, from thought to spirit, from emotion to instinct, and he can't help being dizzy Brain swollen, from realizing that the soul is speaking the love language of lust.

Missing, it's missing, thinking until the empty chest can't hold back the pain, and the heart convulses into a ball, as if a devil is whispering in the ear, it lasts for a long time, like a nightmare.

- You can't ask for it.

——You can't let go.

He is angry at himself for being helpless, he hates the erosion of self by despair, he is sad that the past is irreversible, he will lose the future in pain, and he doubts whether he has really left traces of real existence.

Distracting thoughts and demons abound.

How many times did he wake up quietly in the middle of the night when there was no one around, and the night was longer, and only he knew that he was swept away by an unspeakable negativity and depression in his empty heart, so he leaned against the bed alone and silently, thinking about Don't dare to go too deep.

Later, when I went back to that place, the real starting point of your relationship, I just wanted to stand in front of you and take a good look at your face.

Maybe it's all my fault. If we hadn't established our synaesthesia too deeply at the beginning, maybe there wouldn't be that encounter guided by fate. The psychology of love may be just an emotional illusion caused by your temporary spiritual integration , because you are the sun, you are the star that shines brightly, you are destined to attract others, not to be attracted to the stars, it is I who deliberately committed the sin of seducing you who are pure and ignorant, it was only the evil of primordial encroachment driven by base nature, Later, it evolved into a sane and self-defeating, wanting to possess you, wanting to monopolize you, wanting to get you, and everything became more and more out of control.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the dream is, one day it will be broken. People always have to wake up and face reality.I have never been so clearly aware of the insurmountable moat between us, even though I still firmly believe that the dawn of hope will always penetrate the deepest and darkest moment before dawn, but now I can calmly realize that it is destined not to be me The light that can be expected.

The world is worth it, but I am not worth it. There is no chance to do it again in this world. There is finally no redemption between you and me.

What you ask for, you can't ask for after all.

... If you can't ask for it, then I will give this life to you.

- 32:04:56

If we meet again, will we get a different ending?

"Then, let's do it all over again."

Naegi Makoto muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear.

This time I won't repeat the same mistakes, let me meet again the hopeful me and the hopeful you, no one will despair, no one will be trapped in their own world.

- 07:44:13

Ta and Monaka woke up from the endless darkness and pain, and found that they were being carried forward.

He is really thin, and he has always given people this feeling from before. Sometimes he is so erratic that he is like some kind of ghost in the world who can't let go of his obsession and only wanders back and forth. It is the interaction of black and white in his memory. The eroded thin silhouette, she lay on his back, she could feel the sharp and obvious spine through a thin layer of skin, it was so painful.

It happened to be dawn when the little girl woke up. Across the broken steel-framed bridge, the sun was just rising on the other side of the sea. The clouds had not yet dispersed, and the dawn covered this modern city between destruction and rebirth. The black gunpowder smoke that had been permeating the air for a long time was blown away.

It was clearly a harbinger of sunny weather, but it didn't make people feel warm. The chill penetrated through his clothes, and his existence clearly pricked deep into his flesh.

It is the winter of despair and the spring of hope.

"Big brother... Komaeda brother..."

Out of a mood that even Tower and Monetaka couldn't explain clearly, maybe she just didn't think about anything, she stretched out her hand and grabbed a lock of soft hair on the back of the young man's head, with five fingers closed, her eyes fell into a daze.

"You're awake." The scalp felt tense and painful, but the white-haired boy still gave a good-natured smile. He held the little girl's body firmly with his right hand that had not been injured during the execution, and told her in a pleasant tone. , "You are really lucky. If I hadn't just discovered you when you were crushed under the rubble, you might be dead by now."

"why……?"

"Ok?"

"Why save me?" She asked, not the usual teasing and irony that already knew the answer that belonged to the boring adults, but genuinely puzzled, "If it's the first time you don't know me If you don’t have the kindness to give alms without authorization, then you obviously have no reason to do it now.”

"The reason——" the other party drew out his tone slowly, with his usual casual and casual attitude, "If you want to give a reason, maybe it's because I'm looking forward to it."

His gaze was cast far, far away.

"It seems that we haven't reached the end yet, whether it's me or you who have experienced complete despair due to the complete failure of the carefully planned plan. If you work harder, maybe even more wonderful hopes will emerge... for this , you can’t die yet, I have to go to a place that I have to go to, let’s work hard to achieve it.”

...Who wants to be like you, who speaks as if he is destined to become cannon fodder for hope, a fool.

She was so sneering in her heart, but in the end she didn't say anything, but closed her eyes a little tiredly, leaned against his back uncomfortably, and soon fell asleep.

- 00:05:12

The sun was shining brightly, and the waves brought a faint salty and wet smell. The bright light in the distance refracted the blue sea water, sparkling and swaying, causing the pupils who were accustomed to the dark to contract slightly uncomfortably, and his eyes quickly shifted away. Ships docked at the port.

The sea breeze blew his long black hair up, and God Zuo Liu stepped up the long ladder to board the ship step by step. The boy in overalls who studied the blueprints on the deck noticed the movement below, subconsciously turned his head, and then the action froze at the moment when he casually raised his eyes .

"you you……"

Stretching out his fingers tremblingly, his expression suddenly became extremely exciting when he saw the person who was picked up by him horizontally, like an overturned palette, so that no one doubted that his eyeballs would be blurred in the next moment. To the extent of falling out of orbit, there is a deeper level of complex and unspeakable subtle meaning.

"Hey—the time is almost up, why don't you sail?" A urging voice came from not far away.

"Wait a few minutes, there is a small problem with the engine, and the second majesty has already gone to solve it."

"At this time, it's time for a cheap and unemployed repairman to come in handy. Hey, Zuo Tian, ​​you are still standing here..." The kimono girl stopped talking suddenly.

If the unsatisfaction all the time is destined, then can he expect the future luck to come in the end?

When Komaeda Nagito boarded the deck, just as Sonia was running over from the operating room, the blond princess held up her skirt, her gaze froze when she fell on him, as if she had encountered something extremely incomprehensible and strange, Bright waves shone slightly in the depths of the wide-eyed eyes.

"You, are you...the undead of the dead?"

Subconsciously murmured, very ridiculous words, combined with Xiyuan Temple and Zuo Tian who happened to be standing beside her with the same blank expression, formed a very funny picture.

Before he could respond, the person with his back turned around as if aware of his sharp gaze.

"The mental power was exhausted, so I passed out temporarily."

Explaining this in an emotionless tone, Kamizuru lowered his body slightly, and then put down the sleeping Naegi Makoto, and the brown-haired boy who lost his balance immediately fell forward.

There was no time to think, let alone speak, when he realized, he had already taken a step forward, and the person he had been thinking about for a long time was already leaning into his arms.Komaeda raised her hand in bewilderment, hesitated for a moment, and then gently embraced the sapling.

How to describe the mood at the moment?Just like a bottle of soda that has just been taken out from a dark and cold place, tiny and fresh bubbles are constantly gushing out under the sun, the sweetness is mixed with a hint of sourness and spicy taste, gurgling, All kinds of complicated thoughts emerged and burst in his mind one by one, causing his previously woven rationality to be messed up in the blink of an eye.

How long has it been since I saw you?It's so easy to lose one's size.

"In short...Although there are two unexpected guys, no, three, we are all here." In the end, the nine-headed dragon Fuyuhiko who arrived later broke the silence with a subtle mood, "First of all, congratulations to our long-lost cash-charged lucky group for their reunion after a long absence. Should it be you? Both of you are both. It's been hard work in escaping from death... It's still as painful as ever."

In order to defend his family's shortcomings, he glanced at the god who stood aside in protest, in exchange for the other party's indifferent indifference.

- 00:00:00

"Well, then, let's set sail."