After drawing Zhongye SSR

Maki opened his eyes.

She found herself standing in what looked like the lobby of a high-end office building.

Underfoot is a shiny marble floor, the surrounding huge glass walls have been wiped clean, and there is a huge decoration like a company logo in the middle of the hall.

The hall is very quiet, people coming and going try not to make any footsteps, and the bodyguards wearing sunglasses standing at the entrance and exit are standing tall.

No one noticed Maki's existence.

She blinked in confusion, took a few steps in the direction of the huge decoration, and stretched out her hand to touch it, but her slender fingers passed through the piece of steel as if they didn't exist.

Maki withdrew her hand in a panic.

Then I heard a familiar voice behind me: "Master Maki, are you going upstairs now?"

She turned her head in surprise, and just as she was about to blurt out the phrase "Mr. Nakajima", she swallowed it back.

Maki looked at "Atsushi Nakajima" with some surprise.

This Nakajima Atsushi was very different from the new member of the armed detective agency she remembered.

He was wearing a black coat that was too big for his body, and his white hair was scattered on his head. At the end of the hair, on his slender neck, there was a loose-looking black collar.

Chuu also usually wears a choker, but compared with the more decorative jewelry, the one in front of him is more like a tool for "controlling" a beast—Maki noticed something silver shining inside the collar Shine and see which texture is clearly sharp metal.

She remembered that Atsushi Nakajima's power is tiger transformation.

And what I heard from Dazai Osamu before, if the whole person becomes a tiger, Atsushi Nakajima will easily lose his self-awareness.

It's a good guess, then, that the collar is probably the suppressor that prevents this from happening.

...But this method is too rough.

Maki doesn't think Atsushi Nakajima's boss, the kind president who is a bit harsh but kind, would do such a thing.

She even felt that even the leader of the port Mafia, Mori Ogai, would not be so cruel to his subordinates.

So who is Atsushi Nakajima working for now?

Besides, why is he dressed like this?

......In the end what happened?

The immature child's voice suddenly sounded.

"I'll go up by myself," said the voice flatly, "I want donuts for afternoon tea."

Maki turned her head stiffly.

...then, she saw herself.

No, rather than "myself", it is more appropriate to say that she is a childish girl.

The little girl who looked exactly like her looked to be ten years old at most, wearing a delicate dress, her fluffy brown hair was tied behind her head with two gold-red ribbons, and she was holding the corner of Atsushi Nakajima's clothes with one hand.

Atsushi Nakajima rubbed the little girl's head and said, "Okay, Maki-sama."

The little girl watched him leave, then walked to the side of the hall familiarly, and pressed the elevator button.

The elevator made a "ding" sound.

Maki subconsciously followed.

The little girl didn't seem to see her, she just waited boredly for the elevator, and at the same time tapped the time with one foot slowly - the melody of "Little Star".

The reason why I know it is because this is also Maki's habit.

This also made Maki certain that the little girl in front of her was none other than herself.

Maki's first reaction was, could it be some kind of different world here, because two identical people cannot appear in a world, so her own existence was erased.

But it doesn't make sense, why is there a child version of her in another world?

The key to the branching of parallel worlds is "choice".

Different choices will lead to different results, and then become countless worlds, but the time point when the choice appears should be fixed.

That is to say, assuming that this little girl also crossed over from a flower planter, then she must be 25-year-old Ji Zhen inside.

But from the look of the little girl, Maki made a different judgment.

There is absolutely no way this is her 25-year-old.

She knows herself better than anyone else, so there is absolutely nothing wrong.

The elevator door opened slowly.

Maki subconsciously followed.

The elevator was running smoothly but fast, and Maki watched the buttons representing the floor beating little by little, and finally stayed at the place representing the highest place.

The little girl walked out of the elevator, and the guard in front of the elevator saluted her: "Master Maki."

The little girl said, "What is father doing?"

Guard: "The leader just finished a meeting—the result of that meeting doesn't seem to be good, and he's in a normal mood."

The little girl nodded and thanked them.

Then he stepped forward and pushed open the two huge and resplendent doors.

Through the opened part, Maki judged that the inside of the door should be dark.

She heard the two guards whispering to each other after the little girl went in: "It's okay, let Master Zhenji hit the gun."

"What are you talking about?" Another guard sneered, "The only leader who won't get angry with him is Maki-sama."

Maki's footsteps paused.

She couldn't help but began to think about who the leader they were talking about was the one who could control Atsushi Nakajima under his command, the one who could control such a large group...

...someone she could call father.

Before the door was completely closed, Maki stepped aside and walked in.

It was dark inside, just as she had imagined.

It is clear that a large piece of glass windows was installed during the design, but for some reason all the curtains were drawn up. The thick curtains made of high-grade materials blocked all the light without exception, and no incandescent lamps were installed. The light in the room makes people feel like they have returned to the nineteenth century when there were no electric lights.

In the middle of the room, there is a huge desk.

All kinds of case files and materials are piled up on it in a mess.

The little girl walked to the desk and tugged at the person sitting behind: "I'm back."

Maki felt his heart beating violently.

Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she was sure that that person was the black shadow that had been appearing in front of her eyes since the sports festival.

The moment she realized this, Maki felt something loose in her mind.

It was as if a box that had been dusty for a long time was slowly opened.

She took a few steps forward almost subconsciously.

Then, the man raised his head.

That face made Maki feel extremely familiar - brown hair, iris eyes.

Compared with the Osamu Dazai she was familiar with, the black man in front of her looked a little darker - the darkness here naturally did not refer to his attire, but his whole temperament.Although Butei's Osamu Dazai is not a great good person, he can barely be classified as a "good person", but the one in front of him, from his eyes, Maki can see that he is definitely a villain.

But his eyes are gentle.

This gentleness is unique, only belongs to that little girl.

Only belongs to her.

Maki finally knows where she is.

...this is her memory.

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[2.1 Partial modification]