[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Compared with Yayoi Komaeda, who wants to live longer than the world, Nagito, who is the younger brother, is a pure and ordinary person.

Although he has the title of Super High School Luck, since he successfully graduated from Peak of Hope, this "wonderful ability" that he loves slightly but also hates very much has been stripped away bit by bit.

The only trace that can prove the existence of this ability is the little luck that picking up a random piece of paper is a winning lottery ticket.

"I always thought I would die alone."

Nagito turned his head and coughed twice, and tried to open his eyes wide to see the person sitting by the bed. He reached out to hold the person, using all his strength, but the effect he achieved was only to cover it lightly.

The person whose hand he held didn't speak, but just shook it back, the soft temperature wrapped Nagito's thin palm, and also dyed Nagito's cloudy eyeballs with a little brilliance.

"Others said that the disaster would last for thousands of years, but that idiot Otonashi Ryo died in front of my eyes."

Mentioning this lifetime opponent, Nagito who was lying on the bed became a little more energetic, and seemed to recall the scene of two people fighting wits and bravery: "Zhan Renkui, who was active in the battlefield, was not dead, and he prefers to stay in the Otonashi at home was struck to death by lightning..."

What kind of black humor is this god playing.

Enoshima Dunko, who once harmed the whole world and turned the whole world into a sea of ​​despair, died so easily.

"However, this is indeed in line with his death, cough..."

Either vigorously or silently, everyone can recall the deafening intensive thunder and the continuous heavy rain for three days. They know that many places were flooded, and they also remember many people who shined in disaster relief. He never knew that there was once a person who died quietly at home.

"I always feel that Yin Wuliang is a fake death, just when I shed tears at the funeral because of his death, he popped out and laughed at me for being a sissy... I even asked Senior Sister Jicun to ask for a medicine that can speed up the secretion of tears. Potion, he really died in the end..."

"Brother, tell me, will a scourge like him also have his own seat on the Throne of Heroes?"

"I saw Jiao Dong's face again on TV yesterday. Everyone is an old man. Why is he as handsome as a flower? It's so unfair..."

"I haven't seen Xue for a long time. It's really a married daughter who spilled water. She didn't know to come back to see me. Brother, you don't know to talk about her."

"—Brother, I seem to be really going to die."

I have crossed mountains, rivers and seas, and I have also passed through mountains and seas of people; I have seen beautiful scenery that shocks my soul, and I have also tasted simple white rice.Have a magnificent life, walk through the flat and rugged streets, and close your eyes surrounded by relatives...

"Brother, I hope I can be your younger brother in my next life."

Komaeda Nagito slowly closed his eyes.

"No, let's be an older brother."

Protected by my brother for a lifetime, pulled out of the abyss full of despair by my brother, and still able to go to another world under the protection of my brother...

If I were an older brother, would I be able to do the same?

With such doubts, Komaeda Nagito fell into darkness with some worry.

As Nagito's only relative, Yayoi Komaeda held a small funeral for her younger brother.

The photo selected for the funeral is a particularly high-spirited one when Nagito was young. In that smiling face, it is hard to imagine that a person who can have such a warm gesture has such a dark past.

"I think my brother is actually not competent at all."

At the end of the day's reception, Yayoi Komaeda felt unusually tired. He sat on the sofa and brought himself a bottle of wine, but he didn't take a sip for half a day after pouring it.

"If you let Nagito hear you say that about yourself, he will definitely cry unhappily."

Bringing the wine bottle and glass to the kitchen, Uchiha Tsukimi brought Komaeda a simple cup of tea: "Moisturize your throat."

Closing her eyes, Yayoi Komaeda slowly drank her tea.

Uchiha Tsukimi wanted to remind the other party that the tea was hot, but he swallowed the words, shook his head, and returned to his room.

How does it feel to send away familiar people one by one?

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yue Jian's mouth, it was an indescribable pain, she thought she was strong and not so sad, but at a certain moment, when she called the other person's name as usual, she would suddenly feel pain The heart must be twisted.

The more cruel the world is, the less time we have to think about the sequelae of death, because just for the basic goal of living, we have to spend all our energy, so there is no time to miss and remember.

However, it's different here.

Sure enough, the older you get, the easier it is to soften your heart.

Looking at the photo frame on the table, Uchiha Tsukimi couldn't look away for a long time.

Each of them has one photo, and the people on it are also very mixed. Everyone squeezes me and I squeeze you into a mess. Only super high school-level photographers can take photos that can be seen in this chaotic situation. Come, and keep everyone's most vivid side.

Yayoi, Nagito, Yukimi, Mukuro, Ye Wang, Jiao Dong...

And myself.

They seldom take pictures, and the one facing the camera, Yayoi Komaeda, is in a more natural state, while the rest of them all have some indescribable stiffness and embarrassment.

But this photo was taken really well.

Everyone is close together, you can see that they are uncomfortable, but more, it is their intimacy that cannot be concealed.

There will be fewer and fewer people on this.

Uchiha Tsukimi realized this very clearly.

The ones who were sent away first were those with average physical fitness, and then those who were slightly better...Maybe one day, even they themselves will close their eyes at a certain moment, and enter into another world just like those who were sent away. a world.

——They just set off early.

——The people who stay behind are to see more scenery.

Otherwise, if you are late for a few days, but you can't say anything interesting, wouldn't you be ridiculed so much that you can't hold your head up.

Yes, it's just a few steps too late.

Drawing familiar faces with his fingers, Uchiha Tsukimi breathed seriously, relieving the tearing pain in his heart.

It's strange, since the heart is just an involuntary organ.

Why does it hurt so much that people's tears keep falling.

"See you on the moon, Jiao Dong is gone."

Yayoi Komaeda looked at Tsukimi sitting opposite her with serious eyes: "Living is a very painful thing."

Of course Uchiha Tsukimi knew why Komaeda Yayoi said this.

"But I still want to live."

He also looked back seriously.

Because if I'm gone too, wouldn't you want to live alone in this world with fragments of the past in your arms?

Yayoi Komaeda nodded slightly, skipping the subject.

Whenever a familiar person leaves, Komaeda Yayoi will always say the same thing to Tsukimi, and Tsukimi will reply the same way.A long, long time has passed like this, until the world has changed its appearance, and human beings regard immigration to aliens as a test point in history books——

Yue Jian's answer changed.

"Yayoi, I want to go home."

Uchiha Tsukimi's appearance is still the same, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes. Standing there, he is like a piece of old rotten wood wrapped in a fresh body, no matter how glamorous the appearance is, Nothing can stop the old breath leaking from the gap.

Yayoi Komaeda stepped forward and held Uchiha Tsukimi's hand: "I'll take you home."

Long hours can drive a man crazy, but they can also make a god.

Uchiha Tsukimi thought he could accompany the other party to become a god, but he fell halfway, leaving only a sigh.

The two of them landed in the middle of the forest.

Tsukimi looked up, and through the gaps in the branches and leaves, he saw the sky that had not changed.

"It's incredible."

Everything is changing, the people walking around and the things they touch will change their appearance with the passage of time, but the blue above the head stays there forever, as if nothing has changed.

"See you, living is a very painful thing."

Yayoi Komaeda looked at Tsukimi, and said softly: "There is no need to feel guilty and sad, this is not your responsibility, time can take away a lot, and the promise engraved on the stone will weather clean one day."

"Sometimes, I really wish you could be more selfish."

Yue Jian, who thought her lacrimal glands had dried up long ago, felt tears sliding down her cheeks: "As long as you open your mouth, I will definitely be with you, and I will never leave..."

He spoke incoherently, using words upside down, without any logic.

The long time has provided many possibilities. No matter what things he has never been in contact with, Yuejian can learn a little bit and master them. He has not been as cramped as he is now for a long time. It is as cramped as a person who just learned to speak. There are countless thoughts in my heart, but I can't say anything.

Yayoi Komaeda wiped away the tears from the other party's face, and repeated: "I know."

"If I die, don't delete my memory, okay, promise me, don't delete my memory, I will definitely come back to you again."

Tsukimi looked at Yayoi stubbornly, only wanting to get a promise.

Yayoi Komaeda also agreed to his request as he wished.

"Then we will see you in the next life."

The last bit of burden was also removed, and Yuejian's smile relaxed: "Then goodbye, Yayoi."

He left a sentence of "I love you", which turned into fine sand in front of Yayoi Komaeda and drifted away.

"World, delete the memory of Yuejian."

"But he didn't say..."

"I said, delete the memory of Yue Jian."

"Okay, but don't regret it."

Uchiha Tsukimi, who was born in August, met a strange person when he went shopping for his family today.

"Boss, I want five strings of meatballs, and eat one string now."

He stood on tiptoe and put the coin in his hand on the counter. One of them failed to stand firmly and rolled down, dangling and fell at the feet of that strange man.

The man with long gray hair picked up the coin, handed it to the nervous looking child, and smiled slightly at him.

Those emerald green eyes made Yuejian froze there for a moment.

"The meatballs are ready, and I added more sugar for you."

As soon as the boss who greeted the little customers looked up, he found the person who often came to buy meatballs, looking at the wall of their house for a long time, unable to regain his senses.

"Guest, guest."

He raised his voice and yelled twice more before calling Yue Jian.

"Boss, who was the person who ate at your house before? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Yuejian, who was holding the meatball, didn't bite at the first time: "It looks... well, it should be pretty. The hair here is that kind of color that is not very common, and the eyes are very beautiful."

"It should be a traveler who doesn't know where he came from. After all, we, Konoha, are a famous tourist city."

The boss raised his chin proudly.

Okay, okay.

Bringing up the packed meatballs, Uchiha Tsukimi walked home with some doubts.

He seemed to have seen those eyes before.

It's just this episode, it's just a small episode of Yue Jian's life, and he forgot it in a corner after a while, and he didn't have time to take care of it.

"Is this enough?"

Shi Shi tugged at the corner of Yayoi's clothes: "I really don't need me to return the memory to him?"

"Well, that's fine."

Or, better than expected.

Yayoi Komaeda put on her hat and walked in the opposite direction.

"Then let's go to Hongye to have a look. It's been a long time since I went to play with him."

Throwing that sliver of sympathy behind it, the world immediately had a new idea.

The two of them disappeared into thin air, as if they had never existed.