[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

I actually admire Bai Lan a little bit.

How tough is this guy's spirit to not become mentally ill under the impact of the memory of the three thousand worlds?

The information about the parallel world that I have received in the past few days is almost driving me crazy. If this continues, I will have a cognitive barrier to my identity.

So, I have to make a decision before things become like this.

I want to delete all the memories I got from the Three Thousand Worlds.

And I have to say again that Prynne is amazing, he is not crazy... Of course, maybe he doesn't look crazy.

I think this may be a trick of Mare's ring, as long as I become a psychopath, it will be able to live and fly happily with the real holder!I'm not going to make it work!

I can no longer accurately distinguish which part of my memory comes from the parallel world, and which part is kept by myself, so when erasing the memory, I may accidentally hurt some of the experiences of "I" in this world. The memory of things, but there is no way to do it, I can't doubt my "positioning".

Because in the countless parallel worlds, among the three thousand fantasy flowers like dreams, there are also some insane beings.

Until then, I want to leave a follow-up solution for everything, and some notes for people I care about.

I am a person who does not believe in fate. If I want to achieve a certain result, then I will definitely make the most rigorous prediction and deployment for this prediction.

In this deletion operation, I am very likely to suffer from serious amnesia, and then I will be in a paranoid state of not believing anything, but——

It's also much better than me becoming psychotic due to parallel world memories.I don't think I'm an easily influenced person, but the key problem is here - the person who influences me is not others, but "myself" from the three thousand worlds.

This is very genius.

I seem to begin to understand why the Vongola ring can be passed down from generation to generation, while Mare's little wing can only wait dryly for a certain heir to appear—it's really hard to find a boring person who lives in three thousand parallel worlds.

On a certain day in a certain year, I sat in front of the window, looked at the triplicate copies of Vongola’s top-secret documents in my hand, and took a deep breath.

One copy was left for Gang Ji, which was handed over by Bugarati.

One copy is for Jotaro and my two daughters.

There is another copy for Kishibe Rohan—don’t worry that this guy will refuse, he is the kind of guy who can push himself to the sky with curiosity and make himself the protagonist of a horror movie—this information is placed in the insurance In the cabinet, only he, Ace and Pucci can get the password to open it, which is enough to arouse the guy's curiosity.

The three contents are completely different, but closely connected.

Having done all of this, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and activated Heavenly Lord on myself.

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Kujo Jotaro, 29 years old, just returned home from the university laboratory. Today he went to pick up his daughters from school, so he arrived home a little later than scheduled. Generally speaking, his wife should be ready for their parents by now. The favorite dish of the three women, and it is on the table waiting for the family to have a pleasant dinner together.

But it didn't.

This "nothing" refers not to food, but to people.

The food was on the table, apparently having been prepared for some time, but no one was there.

His wife, Kujo Hanako was not at home.

This is impossible. After ten years of marriage, although she would do anything to death, she would never make such a situation when her child was at home, as if she was going to run away from home!

"Dad. Where did mom go?" Irene tugged on his sleeve and asked him worriedly.

"It's okay, maybe it's just that there is no certain ingredient, so I left home temporarily to buy it." He squatted down and touched the head of the younger daughter, and then glanced at the older daughter, who frowned, "What's wrong? Xu Lun ?”

"Mom should still be there." Xu Lun put down his hand, "The doors and windows are all intact, and if you want to leave home, Mom will definitely leave a note."

"But the food is cold." Irene let go of Jotaro's hand and ran to the edge of the table, "Mom wouldn't be so careless."

"Let's look for it in the house, maybe my mother is hiding." Xu Lun ran to his sister, "You can use the song of the earth to ask the little animals at home."

"...Song of the Earth can't control low-level creatures like insects." Irene looked embarrassed, "But it doesn't matter. Although my house is big, there are only a few rooms, and my mother must be in one of them—"

"Irene, Xu Lun, don't run around." Jotaro stopped the actions of the two daughters, "Come to me."

He is a father, and at this moment, he has to consider the possibility of a substitute attack, so he must give priority to protecting his daughter.

"dad--"

"Come to me." He ordered his daughters forcefully.

The two children had no choice but to run within the range of the Platinum Star.

A sound of footsteps came from the top and bottom of the stairs, and Irene's eyes lit up suddenly, "Mom!" Xu Lun also called out.

Jotaro grabbed his daughter's hand tightly, and looked at the figure who appeared at the corner of the stairs with some vigilance.

Sora Hanako looked at the father and daughter three with a lazy, even unrealistic look, holding a notebook in his hand—isn't this the notebook he used before.

"There's a breath of life everywhere, and you can't pretend it's okay—okay, the alert level is lowered." The woman hooked her fingers lazily, "There's no need to be so nervous, Ojisan?"

No, more nervous.

What the hell did this woman do? !

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I was in a mansion somewhere when I opened my eyes.

I found that my memory has a serious fault phenomenon. For example, I remember that I have a double, but I am a little unclear whether the double is born or acquired.

I can't remember my age clearly, I just remember that I just passed my 15th birthday not long ago.

But I remember that I seem to be more than 15 years old.

I keep a lot of hard knowledge in my head, such as what is a substitute, what is Vongola, Vongola ring, the third power of seven, Marley's ring and other information, but the memory of "I" is not On and off.

It is equivalent to a novel, the plot has been deleted, but a lot of reference materials have been left, as if the novel has become a mobile hard drive.

The memory of the whole person is in a trance, incoherent, and cannot be connected in series.

The key is the mansion I am in now, the first thing I can do when I stand up is to look in the mirror, and I find that my body is very familiar with this house, which is the so-called flesh/body memory—I The mirror was quickly found.

What is reflected in the mirror is my face—a well-maintained face with no specific age, and I can’t judge anything from my physical condition, because my double can adjust my physical condition to the best Moment, even if it has been born, it will not leave a trace...

In other words, why do I suddenly wonder if I have ever given birth?I'm just a (suspected) 15-year-old fairy!Who is so crazy to let me have a baby.

I have no scars on my body, so I ruled out the possibility of kidnapping immediately, and then I saw today’s date on my mobile phone, but it didn’t help me, I can’t even tell when I was born Cleared up.

In order to further understand what happened to me, it is necessary for me to get to know this house first. After exploring it and found that there is no trap in my delusion, I boldly explored this mansion with confidence.

It's a real mansion, and I'm sure I'm not in Japan right now - I somehow remember being born in Tokyo.

From the kitchen utensils and products, it can be inferred that I am now in the United States, and it is a rich area in the capital of Florida.

In order to prevent someone from coming back and I don't know yet, I used one of my two mobile phones to make a simple monitoring device and put it in a hidden place at the door.

The bedroom is where the most clues are that it is obvious that I am probably married and have two daughters around seven or eight years old - so I am unlikely to be a 15-year-old fairy...

Ah, as for why I am sure that this house belongs to me and not someone else, it is mainly because there is a wedding photo of the boss in the bedroom of this family. The protagonist on it is me, and there is a hat and a long head. men together.

The name of the male owner of this family is Jotaro Kujo.

I picked the lock on his bedside table and found his diary inside.

This person's life is quite organized, and he never loses his used notebooks.

When I read the second book, I found that people had entered the house-the surveillance device filmed them entering the door, and I watched their reactions with interest.

Oh, the two little princesses in this house are quite cute, but because the monitor is placed too low, I can only see the windbreaker of the male owner.

When the male master grabbed his daughter's hand very vigilantly and put on a look of a cub-protecting father, I have basically lowered the threat level of the two little girls to a level-even though they are stand-in messengers.

After all, judging from the micro-expressions and performances of the two little girls, it is unlikely that they would pretend to deceive me, or they would even deceive themselves-this is too difficult for a little girl of this age.

As for the big one...

the big...

Hmm... I don't know why, but when I called him Ojisan on purpose, the look in his eyes gave me a chill.

It feels like something deep in the bone marrow is shouting: Run quickly, if you don't run, it will be too late!

--Um……

Here comes the question, should I jump out of the window and escape?

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There are too many messages... I can't come back one by one, kiss all the little angels who left messages!mwah.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: MoNaaaa-kun, the big bean is 1 lentil;

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Line mines]: Big beans are 8 lentils; So, 1 ducks;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

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