[Comprehensive] I regard you as a friend

"...One...Fortunate...One...Fortunate one? 』

"Where? ... In the end, where is ...? ! 』

The fuzzy sound that was suddenly distant and near disappeared again, covered and completely inaudible.

replaced by……

! !

Opening his eyes suddenly, the boy's pupils shrank rapidly, as if he had been shocked by something.

Fushimi, who was sitting on the side with his chin dragging, glanced at him, stood up, bent down and frowned to see his ugly face: "Hey, your face is ugly."

Seeing that the boy didn't respond to his words for a long time, Fushimi also lost his only patience. He was about to turn around and leave, but someone grabbed the corner of his clothes. When he turned around, he saw that the boy's panic had been replaced by a calm , Fushimi saw, there was something extra in those eyes.

That was something he had never seen since he met the boy.

Before Fushimi could make a move, he let go of his hand, his fair face was still pale with a touch of sickness, his thick light-colored eyelashes moved, he looked up at Fushimi: "Fushimi-kun, I am now , need to see Munakata-kun."

He hooked his bloodless lips, clearly a request, and his voice was very calm and even soft, but Fushimi suddenly felt a strong pressure that he had only felt from the Red King and the Blue King.

There is no strong posture, but it makes people unable to resist, as if they are tightly bound by something.

He continued to speak, and whispered lightly: "I probably think of something."

Vague, but with a smiley tone, people can't figure out what exactly he remembered and how much he remembered.

Fushimi looked at him, gritted his teeth for a while, and finally managed to "tsk", he also noticed the strange change in the young man in front of him, so even though he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he just took the young man to see Reissa Munakata with a sullen face.

He walked in front, knowing that the young man was following him, his pace was not fast, obviously his body hadn't recovered yet, but even with his back to such a weak young man, the inexplicable sense of oppression could not be weakened no matter what .

What is this guy.

Fushimi knew long ago that this amnesiac's real memory is definitely not ordinary, but...

Thinking about it, he had already arrived at Munakata Reisi's office, Fushimi turned his head and glanced at the boy who had stopped. The other party was not looking at him, but at the door, with an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

Fushimi put away his thoughts and knocked on the door. After getting a reply from the person inside, he pushed the door open, but he didn't say anything. The boy had already stepped forward and walked in first, then stopped and looked back at the unresponsive Fushimi smiled slightly: "Thank you very much for leading the way, Fushimi-kun."

This smile is the same as the previous one, but it is different. If there is still ignorance in the previous smile, then the young man who is smiling now, leaving aside his youthful face, is simply like those of those calm and elegant mature adults. Feel.

Fushimi was stunned, in a trance he thought he saw a youth version of a boy standing in front of him, thanking him gently and politely.

Not noticing Fushimi's absent-mindedness, the boy closed the door after he entered. Although this was a bit impolite, the memory he recovered could not be easily revealed to everyone.If it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't been walking around in the youth group all the time, and he didn't know how to come to Munakata's office in such a short time, he didn't really want to bother Fushimi.

He knew that his abnormality and difference would never escape Fushimi's eyes, not to mention, he did not cover it up.

The boy raised his head and looked at Reji Munakata, who was sitting there and expressed doubts about his appearance, a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, combined with the information he got after amnesia, let him know this kind of existence.Is this the king who appeared after that because of the tablet?

Well, what about them. ?

The boy shook his head, knowing that now is not the time to think about it.

"Munakata-san, I'm sorry to disturb you like this." He said slightly apologetically, "But I think, I need to have a good talk with you."

Reji Munakata naturally noticed the difference in the young man. He crossed his hands and pretended to be listening: "Oh? Could it be that you have remembered something?" As for why he said that, it can only be said that the amnesia lingered on the young man. That sense of ignorance is no longer visible, replaced by a very calm and clear look.

"Sure enough, it's King Qing, have you already guessed it in a short observation?" The young man smiled slightly, and then sighed softly.

He walked over and looked at the chair opposite Munakata: "Excuse me, can I sit down?"

Zongxiang nodded.

He sat down, clasped his hands on his crossed legs, raised his head, and for a moment, that kind of gaze that seemed to penetrate the air fell on Munakata's face.

There is still a soft smile on the corner of his mouth: "If I say that I am a person who died a long time ago, I wonder if Munakata-kun will believe it?"

Munakata straightened up with the faint feeling he had felt when he sat down, and now he heard the boy's words, his eyes behind the glasses slightly opened.

But he didn't speak, because he knew that the boy still had something to say.

The young man smiled helplessly, but on his youthful face, there was a trace of the passage of time: "To be precise, it was the person who died after Berlin was bombed by air during World War II in 1945."

After hearing the words he mentioned, Munakata Reiji was astonished like the sea rolled up, and this shock even gave him no time to question.

Just because he had an intuition in his heart, the boy would never joke about such things.

Every word he said now contained something extremely heavy.

"Although I don't know why I am alive and appear here like this, but it really is not a dream." The boy said.

But the smile on his face at the moment gave Munakata Reishi the same feeling as Fushimi just now.

And unlike Fushimi who didn't know anything, Reji Munakata might be able to understand why more accurately.

The boy sitting in front of him carried the soul of an adult who had suffered from that incident, as if he had traveled through the torrent of time, just sitting in front of him.

The sense of impact it brings to people is simply... very wonderful.

However, this is not the final shock.

The boy seemed to have finally managed to get over the miraculous feeling that he had died and came back to life, and now he was able to face Munakata Reiji more calmly and say what he wanted to say.

"As for why you are so frank with Munakata-kun who is Qing Wang, it's because I want to know."

His normal speaking speed has been a little faster, "Among the people who survived back then, besides the King of Silver and the King of Gold, is there a woman?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Reiji Munakata and knew that he must know.

For the first time, Munakata Reiji felt the pressure from other people's eyes, and that pressure was not a pressure that made people feel threatened, but a pressure that was pinned on hope.

This person must want to know whether the important person to him survived after his death.

Munakata Reishi could see this just from those eyes.However, he could only tell him the truth.

After the young man heard this, he was silent for a while, and said softly: "So that's how it is." The voice was very soft and slow, as if he was afraid of bringing out something deeper.

From his expression at this moment, Munakata Reiji couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

However, he could see that when mentioning the King of Silver and King of Gold, the young man never showed any strange expressions, which meant that he knew them or was even familiar with them, or in other words, he was very familiar with the existence of the king. Not unfamiliar.

This made him wonder, what kind of person was this person before he died?What is the relationship between him and the Silver King?

But even after guessing this, Munakata Reiji also knew that it was impossible to ask directly immediately, and judging by the expression of the person in front of him, he still had the grace to ask the other person to sort out their mood before continuing to ask.

However, his demeanor did not last long, because the people in front of him sorted out faster than he imagined, or in other words, covered up those negative emotions.From this point of view, this person was definitely not an ordinary person before.

Of course, if he was just an ordinary person, how could he unconsciously reveal a kind of opposing force when facing the king.

"Ah, it seems that I have said so much, but I haven't formally introduced myself to Mongxiang-kun." With a slight movement of his fingers, the boy's eyes flashed a little, but his expression became solemn involuntarily.

"The King of Blue – Reiji Munakata, hello, I used to be named Adolf K. Wells. I was the King of Silver, Weitzman's brother. Of course... I am just Kusanagi."

He said so, ignoring Munakata Reishi's already shocked action of standing up abruptly, and smiled in relief.

"Anyway, please give me more advice in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Munakata Reishi covered his forehead, thought for a while, and suddenly realized what he meant.

To be so frank, I just want him to give him a reasonable identity as a criminal, right?Moreover, he brought out the identity of the elder brother of the Silver King, and he thought that it would be impossible to just leave it alone anyway. He must have meant that.

Munakata Reiji calmed down, looking at the person in front of him who was still sitting with his hands clasped, with an impeccably elegant posture and a bright smile.

half an hour.The corners of his mouth were raised with interest.