[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

If it wasn't because he was going to visit Judaimu's house, he wouldn't have met Takeshi Yamamoto on the road.

If it weren't for meeting Takeshi Yamamoto, a baseball idiot, I wouldn't have quarreled with him again.

If it wasn't for arguing with him, he wouldn't have vented his anger on Lan Bo who was clamoring to play with him.

If it wasn't for spilling his anger on Lanbo, Lanbo wouldn't cry.

If it hadn't been for Lanbo's howling, Stupid Cow wouldn't have pulled out the Ten Years Later Bazooka angrily.

if not……

stop!Stop thinking about it!

So what exactly is this place?

After experiencing a period of dizziness, Prison Temple came to a strange room.

This is a place full of mysterious oriental colors. A faint fragrance mist fills the huge room, and a little fragrance stimulates his sense of smell all the time.

The dark red gauze curtains are gently rippling, and large water lilies are quietly blooming in the artificially built clear pond, which are bewitching but not gorgeous.It looks hazy in the misty lotus mist.

Through the hollow carved screen, a woman can be vaguely seen sitting in the inner room.

"This, this is..." Prison Temple, who has always been accustomed to Japanese and European-style buildings, was shocked when he suddenly came to such an ancient but elegant Chinese-style room.

What will I be doing here ten years from now?

"Huh? Hayato sent the documents." In the mist, it seemed that the people in the inner room got up and walked towards themselves.

It was a woman in a pink cheongsam that caught the prison temple's eyes.A pair of peach-blossom eyes that flew into the temples of the hair showed an ambiguous obsession.Flax-colored hair poured loosely in front of him like a waterfall.

"Ah. Why is it Little Hayato..." She seemed slightly surprised.Stretched out a white finger painted with Danko and lightly scratched the prison temple's face.

"You woman—! What are you doing!" He froze for a moment and immediately took out the bomb.A slight blush of being teased floated on his face.

"Pfft. I really can't bear to be teased." The woman put her hand back and gently covered her mouth, smiling teasingly.

"Are you Hasumi?" Yuji asked uncertainly, frowning.After years of erosion, he could only vaguely discern the identity of the person in front of him from the hair color and those eyes.

"Hahaha. I remember we met before the Ring fight?" She giggled.

Nothing like it anymore.Prison Temple's brows furrowed even deeper.

The woman in his memory was quiet, occasionally smiling mischievously.Even those natural eyes with a youthful obsession are not like the woman in front of her, full of charm, with a style that is unfamiliar to him and...unpredictable and terrifying.

Beautiful but deadly... like an oleander to watch but not to touch.

"What about my files?" Ten years later, Ah Qing tilted his head and made a puzzled expression, as if it would be fun to tease the children who came from the time machine.

"This……"

The other party showed a happy expression, and stretched out his hand to rub the prison temple's hair.

...Ten years later, Ah Qing is much taller than herself in high heels.He thought with some indignation, brushing away the claw that was raging in his hair.

"How did you come here? Ah, you must have made Lanbo cry again." She grinned and gave a mischievous smile.

Only this naughty look really hasn't changed at all.

"It's that stupid cow..." He stomped his feet violently.

"Pfft. But... Seeing Hayato like this really misses..."

Prison Temple was about to speak out in dissatisfaction, but found that the other party's eyes flashed with complicated emotions, and he couldn't help being stunned.

In fact, he still hasn't figured out what happened to make the person in front of him completely different from the woman he knew.

Prison Temple looked away awkwardly, and caught sight of the black ring on the finger of the woman Qianqian.The appearance of that ring was different from what I remembered.

"clear."

A deep and cold voice sounded in front of the door.

Prison Temple followed the prestige and saw a man in a black bathrobe walking in.

The thin collarbone was faintly visible on the open neckline of the bathrobe, and the slender neck drew a beautiful arc.The fine short black hair set off the opposite party's cold but oppressive eyes.

It was Hibari Kyoya ten years later.

"Ah. You're here to get that draft. I'm sorry, I was so busy talking to this brat that I forgot all of a sudden." Ten years later, A Qing faced the Skylark who was so avoidable, but now he changed. So calm, as if this kind of conversation is as casual as eating and sleeping.

"Oh...? A young herbivore." The other party's eyes fell on the dazed prison temple, with dangerous emotions in his blue eyes.In just a moment, he withdrew that gaze, appearing extremely disdainful.

"Damn it! You—" How could he be willing to accept the contempt of others if he was so proud.

"Hmph." The other party was even more defiant.

A pile of documents was patted on the prison temple's head, "Be quiet, little devil. Go back when it's time, we still have to work." Ah Qing's charming voice lingered in the prison temple's ears .

——Does anyone work in a yukata? !He clenched his fist and released it.

Where is this?This should not be Pengele's base...

"However, let me tell you a little secret..." The woman put her lips close to the prison temple's ear and said softly, as if endlessly bewitching.

"... soon... soon you will receive a big gift."

Yusi turned his head abruptly, looking at Ah Qing who had regained his innocent expression, it seemed that she was not the one who leaned over to speak in his ear just now.

The other party shrugged his shoulders as if nothing happened, and passed through his side and sent the artwork to the hand of Skylark leaning against the door.

Prison Temple just stared blankly at the two in front of him who were whispering something that he couldn't hear, with a serious look on his face.It should be some information that he can't know now.

It's just that he inexplicably feels...not reconciled.The scene in front of him was inexplicable and somewhat dazzling.

Skylark glanced lightly at his face as he turned to leave.

He wanted to step forward to ask about the meaning of what Ah Qing said just now, but a burst of pink smoke surrounded him.He could only vaguely see the woman in front of him waving at him.

"Damn..." he cursed under his breath.

There was another familiar twirling, and after a while, he finally regained consciousness and seemed to be back in Judaime's room.

"Ah! Prison Temple is back!" Obviously it was only 5 minutes, but Ah Gang's voice became extremely distant.

"Ju, Judaimu—I didn't do anything to you ten years later!" Everything should be done with his beloved Judaime first.

"Uh, I don't have this one. But..." Gang rubbed his hair amusedly, "It doesn't matter if it's the prison temple a few years later, it will still quarrel with Yamamoto..."

"Hahahahahaha." Yamamoto didn't realize what happened just now, "I don't know why the Prison Temple just now seemed a little bigger."

Hearing the baseball idiot's answer, Gokuji could only help his forehead speechlessly.

... No matter how long it takes, a fool is still a fool.

Amidst Yamamoto's unscrupulous laughter and A Gang's conversation, Yuji felt a little dazed.Many things that happened just now appeared in his mind unconsciously.

The quaint room was furnished.

That stupid woman has changed drastically in ten years.

That mysterious raving.

The big gift that woman said... what kind of consciousness is it?

He felt a little pain in his head and reached out to rub his temples.

There is also the lingering "Qing" in my mind.

Maybe a lot of unexpected things really happened in ten years.That lonely and lonely guy never had room for anyone, and at that time he would call a woman by her name intimately.

And he can only quietly watch what happened in front of him like a passerby, because there is no world that belongs to him ten years later.

It's like looking at flowers in a fog.The final layer.

"Juji... What's the matter with you, Yuji?" A Gang looked at the pensive Jiji, who was different from usual, and couldn't help stretching out his hand and waved in front of his eyes.

"Ah, I'm so sorry Judaime! I lost my mind in front of you!"

Just when Prison Temple felt extremely guilty for his dereliction of duty, Nana's voice sounded from downstairs.

"Gang—you have a classmate who came to see you."

Ah Gang responded and touched his head with some doubts.He glanced at the bright buildings bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window... Will anyone come to him at this time?

"Agang!"

It was Ah Qing from ten years ago who pushed the door open.

"Ah——you woman——" the prison temple seemed to be very excited, and he stood up from the tatami all of a sudden, pointing his finger at the girl who walked in the door.

"Why are you so excited." Ah Qing rolled his eyes at him, and found a place to sit down casually.

Prison Temple also seemed to realize that the thin and small person in front of him was not the unfathomable woman in the time travel just now, so he sat down again in some embarrassment.Just move your eyes away.

... Strange, where did this person hit his head?Obviously he didn't do anything.Ah Qing secretly complained in his heart.

"Yo. Ah Qing." Reborn, who had been silent for a long time, looked at Qing who came uninvited, feeling suspicious.

Ah Qing responded, and greeted the elusive baby in front of her.

No one spoke anymore.For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little dull.

"That, that. Would Ah Qing think of coming here today?" Ah Gang broke the strange circle where no one spoke.

"Ah...Anyway, I'm bored at home by myself. I just want to come here to have a meal. Momma's handicrafts can't be forgotten once you taste them." She gave a thumbs up as she spoke.

"No, I think you have other things to do here today." Reborn was bleeding again.

Ah Qing touched his head in distress, and smiled helplessly.

No matter what you do, the other party can see through it at a glance.Also, if you have nothing to do, go to the Three Treasures Hall.She was indeed here on business—thanks to the little baby who could tell at a glance.

"That... I think it's about time." She gently squeezed the ring on her chest, "One thing is inevitable... We may have to go on a long journey in the near future..."

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Prelude to the Future ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The Prison Temple puppy probably hasn't noticed his thoughts yet.