How I was forced to be a boss

"Zhuji, I found it."

The little paper crane flapped its wings and flew to the front, turning into a ray of light and hitting Zhuji's forehead. Abe Seimei's voice echoed in his mind, and a scene of a place appeared.

"Go over there, the thread is found." Takehime patted Yamata no Orochi.

When the two arrived, the other three had already arrived.Signaling Yamata no Orochi to put her down, Takehime trotted up to her.

"That's right, it's the line of space." Zhuji could faintly perceive the type of line, and Zhuji confirmed it again.

"The other two were also found, both disconnected." Yimulian added.

Nodding solemnly, Takehime walked to Abe Seimei's side, pulled out the Mikazuki Zongjin from his hand, which was taller than her, and looked up at the increasingly cold face of Amaterasu Omisami. The light lit up, and then crossed from the hand to the entire sword.

Normally, there should be a big empty flame to break the line.But it is impossible to expect that guy to do such a thing with good intentions.

So Zhuji deduced a feasible method based on her own experience.

Things that can shield her through the shadow barrier may also restrain the shadow from a certain perspective.

A vague voice in her head told her that it was possible.

Seeing that the shadow over there seems to have shrunk a lot, and the attack is also weaker, not just a little bit, but Amaterasu Omisami stands high in the sky, holding his hands high, a golden ball of light gradually forms in her hands, and the moment the attack is about to fall, bamboo Ji swung the sword in his hand with all his strength and slashed towards the line.

Tamamo stepped forward to protect Takehime in her arms, and Abe Seimei supported the barrier.

The re-enacted city first attacked and collapsed, Amaterasu Omikami's attack fell on Ying's body, Ying disappeared completely screaming, then the attack was still spreading, and the narrow space began to shake.

Until the seal is completely destroyed.

Seeing the revealed dark space, the golden eyes of Amaterasu Omikami, who already understood what happened, turned to laugh wildly at Yamata no Orochi.

Hey, why doesn't Yamata no Orochi know how to keep a low profile?

Hiding under the sleeves in front of Yuzao, Zhuji thought sadly.

This hatred is simply full.

But this is exactly what Zhuji wanted.

In order to avoid Abe Seimei and the others being implicated in the revenge of Amaterasu Omikami who reacted afterwards, Takehime chose Yamata no Orochi as the target of containment.

The god who has become stronger and ran out of the narrow room, I believe Gao Tianyuan should have a headache for a long time.

And the so-called evil god Yamata no Orochi...

Zhuji glanced at the happy gods written all over her body.

I guess he's having fun with it?

With the collapse of the narrow space, the few people in this space, no matter what their identities, must leave first.

And for the current Amaterasu Omisami, there is one more important thing to do than immediately pursue the issue of several people.

Heian-kyo at night was silent, only a few bugs chirping tirelessly.

Everyone was immersed in dreamland, and a nobleman woke up from his sleep in a haze, his eyes were blinded by the dazzling sunlight outside.

Is it already daylight?

He opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the scene outside, his shocked hands trembled.

And it was late at night.

However, when the moon was high, a round sun appeared in the sky. When I looked carefully, I found that it was not sunlight, but the light emitted by an artifact in the hands of a goddess holding a mirror.

"Miracle!" He cried out tremblingly and knelt down.

This kind of movement gradually alarmed everyone in Heianjing.

More and more people woke up and bowed down watching the miracle in the sky.

Because I made a fake Yamata no Orochi, but the purpose of coming to the world still needs to be fulfilled, so I had to choose such a rough method to strengthen my belief.

The effect will be greatly reduced.Lying in Yuzao's arms, Zhuji thought casually.

Several people have returned to Abe Seimei's mansion.

But Zhuhime's situation still hasn't improved.

"Why do you still look so depressed?" Yimulian reached out and touched Zhuji's forehead.

"Sure enough, is it still under the influence of Zaza?"

Saying that, he seemed a little annoyed.

Let Zhuji do such a dangerous thing, if she doesn't protect her well... Thinking of this, Yimulian's breath became unstable.

The back of his hand suddenly felt hot, and when he looked down, Zhuji's hand patted him comfortingly.

"not like this."

Struggling to sit up, Zhuji put on a formal posture, and after scanning a few people, she showed a bright smile.

"Let me introduce again. My name is Kitano Reo. I'm a writer. My pen name is Takenishi. I'm just an ordinary human being."

"From—"

"future."

Saying so, looking at a few people, his voice softened, "Nice to meet you."

"...So that's how it is." Yimulian sighed.

"Really? Ordinary humans in the future will carry such things on their bodies?" Abe Seimei looked at Zhuji with a smile in his eyes, and shook his hand at her.

"Hmm...that's a long story." Zhuji's expression was complicated.

She doesn't know how things got to this point!

"So," Zhuji turned to Yimulian, "I won't be hurt by turbidity, because I'm not a god."

Hearing Takehime's words, Abe Seimei smiled inexplicably.

"And the reason why the club is so weak now is probably because..."

"The shadow that suppressed me in this world has disappeared, and the barriers of the world no longer hinder me."

Zhuji's voice sank, "I'm probably going home."

Several people fell silent.

"Isn't that good?" Yimulian raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly.

"Zhuji always has to go back to her own place." He said softly.

……

Yeah, I always have to go home.

In the days when the memory was restored, in addition to thinking about solving the Heianjing matter, I was also thinking about my current situation.

Shrunken body, lost memory, Heian-kyo thousands of years ago.

I don't know how I got here.

But the shadow thing gave me an idea.

I thought back to the days when I was in the retrograde army, combined with what Dazai Osamu had done to me in the materials, his purpose finally became clear.

Shadow doesn't change for no reason, the only reason why Shadow evolves is because his power has grown.

But strength will not increase for no reason.

Brandeso said that the shadow is used to support the existence of the world, and the shadow is as big as the world.

I looked at the thread in my hand and finally understood one thing.

It is my own existence that connects the world on more timelines with the shadow-wrapped world I am in, making the world bigger and providing nourishment for the shadow.

And judging from the growth rate of Shadow, in places I can't see yet, those extending lines may not know how many worlds are connected.

It was only a small branch that was defeated this time, and the real trouble was still on the other side.

What happened in Mount Houshi back then came back to my mind again, and the details reappeared in my mind one by one.

I see.I sigh in my heart.

Focusing on flipping through the book under my hand, my attention has already left the text.

Brandeso designed the beginning of my departure to allow me to return to my own world and bring the connected world together.

I don't know when the lines on my body existed, but if I stay in my own world all the time, under the barrier of shadow, these lines will not flow to other people at all.

His world spread.

And once I leave the shadow barrier, those unsuspecting worlds will attract threads to connect instinctively.

The thread will connect the world unconsciously, and I, who was entangled with the thread, was drawn to Heian-kyo thousands of years ago in this posture for some reason.

The difference between the line in my hand and the real connection city reflection doesn't seem to produce any exchange erosion behavior.

Where the hell did it come from?

I don't know why I thought of the dream I had before.

I didn't know it when I lost my memory, but I know it now, it's Yokohama.

The empty place looks like a replica of Yokohama.

Who is that black-haired boy who appeared in the city?

Keeping this unresolved matter in my heart, I looked down at my hand, feeling complicated for a moment.

Didn't Brandeso really have a grudge against me in his previous life? ?Why did you catch me with a sheep so hard to squeeze it?

"So that person is really too much!"

I lay weakly on Qingming's lap, feeling his force along my hair, and couldn't help complaining angrily.

"Well, it's really too much." Abe Seimei seriously agreed.

"But if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have met Zhuji, right? Thinking about it this way, although it's a bit selfish, I really still want to meet Zhuji." Yimulian's voice came with a smile.

Indeed, if the thread hadn't led me to Heian-kyo, I would never have had the chance to meet them.

"Well, it's not all bad to think so." I murmured.

Feeling a certain kind of attractiveness is constantly strengthening, the dizziness in my mind makes my eyes dazzled and I can't see the faces of the people in front of me.

"It's time to say goodbye, Bamboo Girl."

Abe Seimei's gentle voice came over vaguely, I couldn't distinguish his emotions, it sounded as calm as he was just saying good night to me.

If there is anything that makes me feel sad the most, then the phrase "All the feasts that come to an end" must have a name.

No matter how grand the carnival is, it will end one day; no matter how close people are, there will be a day of parting.

I can understand this kind of thing.

But I still tugged on Seimei's sleeve vigorously.

"There will be a day when we meet again, right?"

"..."

"Ah."

I can't even tell who is responding to me.

No longer pushing myself, I close my eyes and let my body relax.

Even though I knew that the possibility might be slim, I still whispered what was in my heart.

"I'm waiting for you in the future."

"Okay."

Watching the little girl's body turn into golden spots of light and dissipate little by little, the smile on the lips of those who seemed to be asleep also disappeared before their eyes.

"Leave."

In the courtyard, the figure of Yamata no Orochi appeared under the cherry blossom tree.

"Yes." Yimulian got up and tidied up the books on the table and put them aside.

"Looks like it's going to be another boring day." Yuzao stood up and walked out, the fox-shaped imprint flashed away on the back of his hand.

"It seems like we have to wait for a long time." Abe Seimei lowered his eyes.

The author has something to say: 1. Every point that triggers memory in this book is a correct option, and one less will not work. Turning to be, Sanri Yuezong is a critical point, forming a closed loop in the text line, but the appearance of Sanming itself is the result of the existence of memory points, so this is the manifestation of fate

2 The reason why Bai Lan gets people out is because the more worlds there are, the more shadows there are, and the faster the world will be swallowed up. The young lady came to Ping An Jing because she was connected to the world outside. become a new cause

3 Don't listen to Qingming's brain supplement, the young lady is just a way of looking at the world, as explained in the previous article

4 The little sister is very nourishing in the shadow eyes, but it is a bit hot

5 Which cutie is the one who said there was no head? Did the teacher write the answer?

6 The next chapter is ifbe, does not affect the text line

7 is rounded up to [-]!

感谢在2020-05-2207:41:01~2020-05-2305:03:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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