[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

Wake up.

The familiar sound of the hands swinging came from the clock.Ah Qing realized that she was brought back to that claustrophobic room again.She has gradually gotten used to this silent space these days.Although Peng Gelie would give up her idea more or less in her heart, she still chose to believe in Ah Gang.

Her leader is definitely not the kind of person who easily leaves his companions behind.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep. No one spoke to her here, nothing made a sound, and time seemed to stand still.She didn't even know how many days had passed, but every day felt like years.

She misses the gesture of holding a pen, misses Hanamaki meowing and licking the slight itchiness of her palm, misses Gang's delicate and gentle eyebrows and eyes when she smiles, and even Hibari's terrifying aura without anger and prestige becomes cute. , she missed the person who was clumsy but tenderly hugged her as cold as water in the night.

"You seem to be in a bad mood." Chris walked into the room, looked at Ah Qing who was confined by shackles and could only lie on the bed, and sighed faintly.Ah Qing really wanted to roll her eyes at him, but now she couldn't see it or say it.She can only respond to Chris's sanctimoniousness in silence.

Suddenly there was no sound around her, and then something uncuffed her and gently led her out of the room.The clinking of the ankle shackles echoed in the empty corridor.

She seems to have returned to the courtyard of this castle, and there is an open space around her.Surrounded by the sound of gurgling water, the body also warmed up with the warm sunshine.Someone behind fumbled to untie the cloth strips wrapped around her mouth, and then the restraints on her eyes also fell off.

The strong light shone directly into Ah Qing's eyes, she hastily closed her eyes, and wiped away the tears that were stimulated by the sunlight.A sore ache.

Ah Qing slowly opened his eyes while wiping the tears gushing out, adapting inch by inch to the courtyard shrouded in warm sun.Everything in front of her eyes slowly became clear from the mist blurred by tears, and then she saw crystal water droplets splashing from the milky white fountain, forming a small rainbow in the sunlight.

It is still simple and gorgeous here, with gray and white walls, hollowed-out and carved railings, and creepers criss-crossing along the wall cracks, telling the long years of this place silently.Large patches of snapdragons are blooming in this courtyard, and the colorful colors are very beautiful.

She turned around with some doubts, and what she saw was a familiar figure.

There was a lingering tenderness on her face, the tips of her silver hair were raised mischievously, and her faint emerald eyes seemed to be looking into her heart.He just stood behind Ah Qing in a neat suit, dazzling and calm.

"Ju Si...how could it be you! I thought none of you would come to save me..." Ah Qing stretched out her hand with a happy face, and grabbed his sleeve.She pouted and almost shed tears of grievance.She raised her head and looked into the eyes of the prison temple, as if she was about to sink into the warm green water.

"Yeah. It's me." He wrapped his arms around Ah Qing, and patted her on the back lightly.It's like coaxing a child.

Ah Qing was buried in his chest, but suddenly froze, and elbowed the man in front of him away.

She looked at the prison temple in front of her as if she was looking at a stranger, and then said cautiously: "...you are not the prison temple, right?"

The man raised his good-looking eyebrows, then walked towards Ah Qing step by step, with a soft tone: "I am the prison temple. It has always been..."

Ah Qing took a step back subconsciously, the heavy shackles on her feet almost made her fall.The more the man walked in her direction, the more she felt faintly shocked.

"No, no... Prison Temple is not such a person." Prison Temple has never had such a gentle look in its eyes, let alone such a smile.What's important is that this person doesn't have the faint smell of tobacco. Although it is slightly pungent, she feels that smell is very reassuring.The man in front of him has a faint fragrance of flowers, which is completely different from the prison temple.

"What are you talking about?" The man lowered his face slightly and raised his eyebrows.

By the way, when was she taken out of that room?If it was Gokuji, he would laugh at his stupidity as usual, and then call himself a stupid woman, telling her with his usual impatience and pride that being too weak would cause trouble to Judaime.But the person in front of her led her to this courtyard without saying a word, as if she was familiar with the way.

"You are... Chris." Ah Qing lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said the answer that made him feel incredible.For her, with the witness ring, she cannot be deceived by any illusion.If the person in front of her is really not the prison temple, then why does she look like the prison temple?

"Prison Temple" chuckled twice, and the scene in front of him rippled away like a stone thrown into the water.

There has never been a prison temple in this courtyard, only Chris with blonde hair and blue eyes.He was wearing a white suit as always, and his gentle appearance was like a prince charming in a fairy tale.But the more peaceful the smile on his mouth, the more unfathomable Ah Qing felt.

"It's strange. I obviously just let you see the things you see the most, why do you still reject me?" Chris shrugged with an innocent expression, as if troubled by her behavior.

Ah Qing's face suddenly became gloomy, a very bad scene flashed in her mind, and then she said in a deep voice: "During the banquet... the man who hugged me was not Prison Temple, but also... you..."

Chris nodded, looking pleased.

"You..." Ah Qing was suddenly speechless.She really drank too much at that time, and it was obviously impossible for Prison Temple to treat her so gently, let alone make any promises. Could it be that she really couldn't feel anything under the influence of alcohol?Or as long as it is the prison temple, she will trust unconditionally...?

Chris looked at the bright and attractive woman in front of him, whose expression changed from sunny to rainy, and said with a helpless smile: "I thought you would be happy this way."

"You are wrong. Setting me free is what really makes me happy." Qing shook the shackles wrapped around his limbs.Hard metal brutally announces her restraint.I don't know when this imprisoned with no end in sight.What made her feel even more sad was that she thought that the prison temple had come to save her, but it wasn't.But Vengley's rescue is nowhere in sight.

"Sorry, this is the only thing that's not allowed." Chris spread his hands and grabbed Qing's hand, "It seems that we still have to stay in the room obediently."

Ah Qing wanted to struggle, but suddenly lost his strength.She opened her eyes wide, but she couldn't take her eyes off Chris. The faint emerald green seemed to be sucking her in, and the sky was spinning.

>>>

Shugo Yamazaki brought a few followers and said that he wanted to go with Agang and the others.At first, Prison Temple did not agree with this behavior, and thought that only he and Judaime could be rescued.

But Yamazaki said he had been in contact with people from the Verona family.Although the Verona family lacks combat power, they have always maintained a balanced state in the mafia because they have powerful illusionists and hypnotists.Rather than being a hypnotist, it is better to say that he is a person with supernatural powers, who can instantly enter a hypnotic state.

Hearing Yamazaki's words, Gokuji fell into a rare silence.If it is true as what Yamazaki said, then there is a reasonable explanation for Qing's house arrest.If you encounter more than one supernatural being with the same ability as yourself, then the one who will be mentally invaded will only be the weak one.

"They will cooperate with each other. The hypnotist uses powerful psychological hints to break through the enemy's psychological defenses, find what they are most afraid of, or convince them that everything in front of them is real. Controlled by the hallucinations that followed."

A Gang chose to believe Yamazaki's words because he could not feel the other party's malice.No matter how he knew, at least the other party was full of sincerity and wanted to rescue Ah Qing.

"Unfortunately, my family members were controlled by people from the Verona family before this. But fortunately, there are a few rare supernatural beings in Mority. They are all family friends of the ancestors and can interfere The mental ability of the other party also easily explained why the returned family members did not gain anything. I think if it is possible, it should make the rescue smoother." Yamazaki explained the other party's doubts generously.

The supernatural being wearing a cloak just saluted A Gang respectfully.The wide brim of the hat can't see their expressions clearly, but A Gang can feel that they are absolutely loyal to Yamazaki.

"Although I am not strong in combat, I will open the way for you." Yamazaki smiled at A Gang humbly, showing a peaceful look.It seems that in his eyes, as long as he saves the woman he likes, he can sacrifice Mority's treasure.

Kikuji raised his eyes to look at Yamazaki, curled his lips, and then turned his gaze to Tsuna and reported respectfully: "Judaime, we will be at the headquarters of the Verona family soon."

Ah Gang nodded, turned his face to glance at the cloudy and uncertain face of the prison temple, seemed to have lost his former composure, and couldn't help smiling wryly.He couldn't be more clear about the prison temple's current thoughts.He obviously cared about it, but he had to worry about Peng Gelie's interests and abandon his feelings.Obviously worried about Ah Qing's safety, but pretended not to care.Obviously caring about Yamazaki's words and actions, but still pretending that nothing happened, suppressing the impatience in his heart again and again.

Prison Temple saw Yamazaki's desperation and lost, or felt that he was not qualified.In short, he could see all the concealed mood in his eyes.

When did it start.Is it the fetters derived from the two being alone in junior high school, or the emotional ferment that he hasn't seen for a long time after graduation, or the stimulation of others that made his mind clear.The eyes and emotions that I thought others would not notice, are actually clearly exposed in front of everyone.

The authorities are obsessed, and perhaps only the prison temple does not understand.

A Gang looked at the hidden castle that was getting closer and closer in the deep jungle, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

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