How I was forced to be a boss

Or it is the trace that the 'book' has been used.

"Fyodor..." I approached him, sat beside him, and grabbed his sleeve in a panic, "Fedya..."

He seemed to be taken aback by my appearance, and comforted me softly, "What's wrong?"

"If, I mean if," because I was so panicked, my thoughts were confused, and my words were out of order, "if no one has ever used the 'book', then who is the 'book'? Why do you believe so deeply in the power of 'books'?"

Fyodor froze.

Such a conclusion can be drawn just by knowing superficial information... She...

I didn't have time to pay attention to his current thoughts, just said in a trance like stepping on a cloud: "If someone has used it before, who is this person? What did he do with this? Why did he want to use it?" come out?"

I was panting heavily, unable to suppress my chaotic thoughts at the moment.

"—How can we be sure that the world we live in at this moment is what the world we should be in should look like?"

This is the thing I hate the most, and the thing I'm most uncertain about.Just like I have always been afraid of the thoughts imposed on me by others.Because I don't have self-confidence, and I'm afraid that I will unconsciously become what others want without knowing when.

Fyodor's pupils dilated for a moment, and something suddenly seemed to be blocked in his throat, as if even the air was squeezed inside, and he couldn't make a sound.

He couldn't answer the question.

While the two of them were so silent, a head stuck out out of thin air.

"Yo!" Gogol smiled and Mimi took off his top hat and gave a playful salute, as if he was on a stage full of seats.

However, the two of them are not very face-saving now.

"That—is it too late for me to come?"

After recovering from a lot of analysis in my mind due to the sudden amount of information received, I saw this boy who was dressed as a clown and flamboyant.

"Why are you here?" Fyodor was the first to recover.

"Because I heard that you secretly kidnapped a beautiful lady and hid it at home, so I came here to see what kind of beauty she is." He took my hand while talking, and his lips gently fell on the back of the hand, soft and soft. cold.

"I think you may be disappointed." Having said that, seeing that he probably wanted to liven up the atmosphere, I still smiled to save face.

In a few sentences, I tried to focus my attention on something else.

It's better not to think about some problems carefully. If I think too much, I may go crazy.

From this point of view, this Mr. Clown appeared just right.

"My name is Kitano Reo, what's your name?"

"Just call me Gogol." Gogol replied with a smile.

"……what!"

Normally I don't have any reaction to 'Gogol', but it's very unusual to put Gogol and Dostoevsky together.

"What's wrong?"

Now I really don't have time to think about 'books' or anything, I'm so nervous.

Suddenly realizing that I was sitting between two famous people, I belatedly became nervous.

But even if I'm nervous, I have to ask a question right away.

"What kind of work are you doing now?" I didn't know where to put my stiff hands.

The current scene is probably like the bottom one suddenly sitting in the middle of the first grade and the second grade, inexplicably cramped.

"Hmm... working in a circus!"

What?circus?

I just thought dressing up as a clown was a hobby, but he actually went to the circus?Such a waste!My mood was suddenly extremely sad.

"What's wrong? Miss Kitano?" Seeing the expression on my face, Gogol asked excitedly.

"Mr. Gogol, why don't you... how about thinking about doing writing work instead?"

"……what?"

It is a pity that Mr. Gogol finally rejected my request.

Of course, I was prepared in my heart, and I was not as disappointed as I imagined when I got such an answer.

... No, still disappointed.

Sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa, I threw myself on the glass tea table in front of me, suddenly losing my energy.

"Is it really that disappointing?"

Gogol squatted beside me, poking my bulging cheek curiously.

"Because Mr. Gogol is a very interesting person," said listlessly, "so if you are willing to write it, it must be very interesting!"

Can it not be interesting?That's Gogol!Even if it's just a superficial look, it's interesting enough not to understand his core.

But in this magical world, there is no writer who is willing to write books seriously!

Of course, Edgar Allan Poe and Sakunosuke Oda, who were forcibly dragged onto the boat by me, should be excluded now.

Who can understand my pain in a world where literary giants are everywhere, all of them are engaged in various jobs that have nothing to do with writing?

Do not do business!I blamed angrily in my heart.

"You knew him before?" Fyodor asked suddenly, and Gogol glanced at him indistinctly.

I shook my head.

"So it means you liked me the first time you saw me?" Gogol's eyes lit up.

nod.

"That would be wonderful! You might as well not stay here and go with me!"

This is a bit difficult.It is impossible to ask me to follow a bad check without producing food.

Fyodor watched Gogol abducting people in front of him but was not in a hurry, just smiled and watched.

Seeing that the girl's face was indeed firm and unshakable, Gogol puffed up his face unhappily: "Why? If Fei Jia can give it to you, I can do it too!"

I pressed his head back, "Impossible, don't think about it."

Now Gogol was really curious, "What did Fei Jia tell you?"

What else can I say.I just laughed.

He also threw out the bait while explaining to me the existence of the 'book'.

"I know you want to defeat Bailan and want a peaceful world..." Speaking of this, Fyodor glanced at me a bit hesitantly, "I know that your goal is on the Dresden Slate. body, but trust me, that won't solve your problem."

"'Book' is different." His voice was soft and deep, and he could always feel the rhythm of an old-fashioned aristocrat.

"Only 'Book' can fulfill your wish. I need your help, and you need me."

He said it very firmly.

It made me hesitate a bit, maybe he said that because there was some other intelligence that I didn't know.

Seeing the girl's hesitation, Fyodor did not choose to continue to press, but made a relaxed gesture: "It's okay, you can think carefully before answering me, we still have time."

That's why I won't leave his side when the situation is uncertain.

Gogol's disappointment only lasted for a while, and when he left, he was a cheerful boy again.

As for Gogol's supernatural ability, his relationship with Fyodor, the troublemaker, and what they are planning secretly, I don't care much.

For me, everything has a priority.

Now that Fyodor isn't trying to purge humans or anything, it's less urgent.

But I still feel that he has done so many things to solve the supernatural power... a bit of a fuss.

"Do you have any ideas?" Hearing my words, he suddenly became interested.

"First of all, I don't think supernatural powers are special at all. They are indeed powerful enough as individuals, but they have no effect on this world at all."

Thinking this way, I couldn't understand that Fyodor kept his eyes on such a narrow range.

To be honest, I'm still a little disappointed.

After all, Dostoevsky, the former literary giant, always focused on human nature and society.

"Fyodor, dear Fei Jia, do you know," I whispered to him about my understanding, "In this world, people with supernatural powers are the truly vulnerable groups."

Fyodor opened his eyes wide.

"Whenever you live in a group, the weak will always be 'different' and 'different', no matter how powerful they are individually. You understand, right? To what extent can human malice go."

After a moment of silence, Fyodor's eyes flashed, he put away the gentle smile on his face, and said calmly: "You are right, I know it very well."

"Under this situation, if you really want to attack people with supernatural abilities, you don't need a 'book' at all. You just need to put them in everyone's sight, and all weak people will immediately have a stress response ...you don't even have to speak out about their crimes, the ants will come and kill the elephant."

Looking him straight in the eyes, I explained seriously: "Even if the elephant doesn't do anything, just being around him is enough to make the ants uneasy."

Fyodor was momentarily speechless.

What a -- brilliant idea.

"Do you want to help me?" Although many thoughts crossed my mind, it finally turned into such a restrained sentence.

I tilted my head and said something else.

"But this method is still too crude."

"...is it rough?"

Fyodor murmured, and the girl opposite suddenly showed a gentle smile, but he shuddered inexplicably.

"Fei Jia, you have another more perfect choice." I approached him with a smile.

"What is it?"

"You can choose to write a book. When everyone adores you, thinking follows your thoughts, builds a worldview with your thoughts, and sees the world from the angle you look at the world. At that time, you say that supernatural powers are evil. In this world, it is sinful, and it is a rule that is naturally rooted in the mind like eating and drinking when people are born."

"Your thoughts are everyone's thoughts, your eyes are everyone's eyes, and the actions you want are the actions everyone wants. At that time—"

"Fei Jia, what do you want to do that will fail?"

By the end, even I was excited.

With such a wave, I think it is difficult for anyone not to be tempted.In fact, things are not that simple, but it doesn't cost money to paint a big pie.

I think this wave is stable.

Our literary club may soon add another general. Thinking of this, I looked at Fyodor excitedly.

I tilted my head in confusion after not getting a response for a long time.

Fyodor thought for a long time, and finally asked the question he wanted to know the most: "Teacher Takenishi, do you really have no idea about this world?"

"...?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2407:33:52~2020-06-2509:17:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 piece of 蘼v and [-] corn;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：我我我39瓶；酸酸の糖30瓶；丸子、锦叶予13瓶；睡神的斗士穿睡衣的三、水果貓、有栖10瓶；半夏半暖半倾城5瓶；晋江丧杨3瓶；梦古今如梦2瓶；在春天种下了仙人掌、人可小萌1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!