[Pseudo Comprehensive Comics] Time Ruins

The text message chat with Amano Xuehui is still going on.As the friend he managed to make, I almost wanted to tell me everything immediately, except for his interests, it was more about all kinds of hard things.As if being ridiculed by the high-ranking prince in the same class again, he was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood but he still couldn't beat him.Whenever this time, I basically just laughed at him besides laughing at him.

Well, because it's really interesting to see the bitter tone from the other party...

But generally speaking, as an upright protagonist, it seems that he should comfort the other party... Forget it, I'm not taking the healing route anyway.But I don't know what went wrong. He was very sad when he was laughed at by the other party, but he continued to complain to me without hesitation when he was laughed at by me.Maybe I have the potential to tune|teach Shaking m... When can I try another object.

Especially during this period, most of the text messages I received can be classified as complaints, etc. Sometimes I really feel that I am not being a friend but a close sister.

It's like one day I suddenly received a text message saying that the girl I had a crush on sat in front and so on.

[Then it should be a happy conversation, and we will go to the movies together at the end of the weekend, right? 】

[That... real name, don't you think you skipped some process? 】

【Have it? 】

[Forget it's nothing... In fact, I confessed before and was rejected. 】Even in the tone of the text message, you can feel the boy's deep frustration.

【Relax, you will find your next crush, hurry up and look at the new tomorrow boy】

[This is not consolation! ...This is the curse that I continue to fail in my confession TAT]

[Eh, is that so, but I didn’t comfort you in the first place. 】

【...Your real name is too much. OTZ]

I really feel that teasing each other is also a kind of fun, isn't it, bullying is especially rewarding.Although Mr. Xuehui's personality is a bit soft, but appropriate complaints make me feel all kinds of cute.

So after getting along like this for a while, he finally mentioned to me the god in his fantasy and the familiar who likes rice cakes, although he was not very clear about it, but he felt very powerful.I expressed my surprise casually, and said, "Wow, you look so handsome." The boy immediately said his real name in frustration, and your reaction was really perfunctory...

What should I be excited about?I have basically remembered everything that needs to be remembered. What's so exciting about it... In fact, I really want to tell him that I also know that the space-time king you know has an extremely fashionable hairstyle, and he can stand straight horizontally in the air.

Or is it God's superpower?It's too much to use on this...

Cough, well, I was wrong.

Then since he brought up this topic and found that I had no special reaction and didn't say you were delusional, he began to talk about that space.It is estimated that no one has talked for too long, the young man has already suffocated.

It feels like Spider-Man will one day tell people he is Spider-Man.

Well, it's really a mouthful to say so, in short, it means that if there is someone who can confide in it, one day he will tell him all the secrets.

It's very delicate. Now that I have become such a character, I always feel that my mood is extraordinarily complicated.Is this the enhanced version of the legendary bosom sister?

Sawada-kun in his class doesn’t seem to be doing very well recently. Dozing off in class every day has become a compulsory course. Although he didn’t attend class before, it was rare to fall asleep in class because he had to peek at Kyoko Sasakawa every day. The profile of his face, I can see clearly from behind.

Yamamoto dozed off most of the time in class recently, but Kikuji-kun completely disappeared and didn't come to class for several days in a row.

It has become like this recently... probably because the tutoring plot started.Is it the obsidian battle or the battle for the ring?I don't know much either.Because I have almost forgotten the plot, it is not bad to be able to remember these proper nouns.But looking at the rings they wore around their necks, it is estimated that the battle for the ring is correct.

...Then definitely don't come to school at night, wouldn't it be bad luck to get involved.

The school buildings appear to be more or less destroyed, but no one seems to notice.Although I don't know why I am immune to the illusion they did, but watching everyone calmly living and studying in the ruins every day feels really subtle.It's like a person who just walked past a hole in the floor as if nothing had happened, I guess his legs would go limp if he knew what he just did.

...Well, my legs are weak just looking at it.There is nothing I can do about my natural fear of heights. I feel very sad when I think about it. Even if I have superpowers in the future, I will not be able to walk on walls or fly in the sky.Have you ever seen a superman who is afraid of heights? Those who dare not look down when lifting the plane will definitely be laughed at!

But speaking of superpowers... For some reason, Sin Song has been using it more and more smoothly recently, and it seems that he can really achieve the feeling of being one with the sword.But I still couldn't hear what she said to me, and the only thing that could echo in my heart was the continuous sound of cursing.

Sure enough, I'm still far behind.

During this period of time, the activities of the kendo club have not fallen much, and basically report for duty as long as you have time.After only a few days of practice, I was praised.

"Your posture is really getting better and better, maybe you will be able to overthrow the president soon."

I stood up straight and took off my armor. "Is it the posture of directing the knife? ... So don't say such words that are so insane."

"Well... how should I put it, I still have momentum."

"momentum?"

The other party narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then pointed at me and said, "The aura of drawing a knife in an instant really has a murderous feeling."

"..."

... I think this is probably the beginning of my assimilation with Sin Song, and it has nothing to do with my own progress in swordsmanship.

After school, I went to the mother's house to help.The people here are all kind, and every time I talk to the dean, I always feel inexplicably cured.That's probably how you feel when you're with someone who really thinks it would be nice if only the children of the world were peaceful and happy like this.

Although I was forced to come here for the first time, my impression was not bad. In fact, the work was not very tiring.I went there again when I was free, and the miraculous dean still remembered me.I was very worried and asked if I sent that child back. I was really sorry...wait.At that time, his favorability with the dean suddenly increased by more than one LV in an instant. Anyway, he was fine, so the number of visits increased a lot.

The children here are very extroverted, and they don't have the situation that they are often bullied and don't like to talk in the orphanage in the past. It is probably thanks to the dean.

I thought that no matter what, I would call Akiase to help me once, and it would be considered as completing the task assigned by the teacher.But he seems to be busier than ever lately.No one is seen all day long, so there are really so many commissions from the West Island police officer...

"real name?"

When I came back to my senses, I saw the dean standing in front of me, looking at me with a slightly immature face, and shaking his hands in front of my eyes. His round body completely blocked all the sunlight for me, forming a shadow in front of my eyes.

"You're distracted, are you tired?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something. Dean, is there anything I can do for you?"

She patted my head lightly, and still said in that soft tone: "Thank you for your hard work, you helped me a lot today. Go back today, it's late now. There is a child here Waiting for you at the door."

"wait for me?"

I don't seem to have told anyone that I'm coming to Mother's House... Well, there was one.

Walking out of the yard, A Ling handed me oven mitts and a bag of biscuits, "It's just made, take it home and make a snack."

"Thank you, A Ling's dim sum always tastes great."

"I'm very happy to say that, and I'll save a copy for you next time." The little girl with a high IQ gave me a bright smile of her age.

"Then please."

As soon as he went out, he saw the young man standing at the door, with red eyes and white hair, a slender figure in white trousers, which looked extraordinarily slender in the setting sun.But I know it's just an illusion.Seeing me come out, Akigase had a faint smile on his face.The red eyes are raised up, and the side face of the fair and clear face looks particularly bewitching under the warm sunset.

"Hi real name, let's go back."

**

The sky quickly darkened, and the stars hung in the night sky.It looked extraordinarily bright, and at night in summer, I started to feel a little chilly, so I silently pulled down the sleeves that were originally rolled up.

"Why did you suddenly think of coming to pick me up today?"

I turned around and asked Akigase who had been silent since the beginning, he took the initiative to pick me up today, I thought he wanted to tell me something suddenly.

"Isn't the last murderer caught yet? Although there is no second case now, there is still a high possibility of wandering around."

"...I don't know why, I feel from your words that I want to use you to catch the murderer, it's much more important than going home so late, so I came to pick you up."

"Haha, how come. That's your illusion, oh real name."

"...Young man, your sight just drifted a bit."

I glanced at him sideways, and then realized something was wrong.Although the light was not obvious, there seemed to be a scar on the boy's neck for a moment, and since just now he has kept walking on my right, even when he was turning.But when I wanted to distinguish clearly, it seemed to be gone again.After struggling for a while, I asked, "Akigase...is your neck injured?"

The boy still maintained the facial expression just now. Seeing that I said that with some inexplicable meaning on his face, he immediately smiled: "Real name, today is very hard."

"It's not hard," I looked back at him blankly, "I'm not tired enough to see the hallucinations yet."

Well, maybe I really think too much, how can I say that this guy is not the type that will let others touch his own vitals, let alone scratch him.It's really about to appear, I guess I can't suppress it.

So... it's probably an illusion.