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You can still control it a little bit. At this time, if you cry out, Odasaku will definitely ask!

For a moment, Qianli let go of his emotions.

What is in the fundus quickly gathers, and the transparent existence quickly condenses and takes shape.

But this speed couldn't match her body at the moment. She felt herself standing up and facing away from each other step by step, and even the slight sound of each step was like stepping on her heart.

There was still a false comforting smile on her face, but tears in her bent eyes drew a transparent water mark on her face, stayed on her jaw, and finally rushed to the ground.

"pat-"

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground was perfectly covered by the sound of footsteps, without causing the slightest splash.

Just turn back, just turn back, if you can find out...

The strong desire kept echoing in her heart, and for a moment, she felt that she had regained control.But only in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

She is still moving forward, like a puppet being manipulated, and the thread that controls her is an invisible existence called fate.

In the useless struggle, she raised her hand, turned the doorknob, and entered the bedroom lightly. With just a light push, the door was closed with a click.

In a moment of complete isolation, Qianli regained control of her body.She trembled and turned around abruptly, trying to open the door again, but the inexplicable confinement reappeared for a moment.

As a warning.

"what……"

She let go of her hand, her body was still trembling, and she stared at the entire door almost gloomily, without looking away for a long time.

After a while, she casually wiped her eyes with her sleeve and laughed.

Okay, very good, I even managed to control my body, as expected of world awareness.If this is the case, then is it true that she can't use the backhand she was thinking of?

Qianli took out his mobile phone, found a number in the phone book that he had read countless times during the day, and dialed it.

"Beep-beep-"

She didn't put the phone to her ear, but stared at the screen where it still couldn't be answered after the allotted time with clear eyes.

——It doesn’t matter which number it is.

"This is really..."

Qianli let go of his hand, and let the phone fall to the floor with a thud. The slightly bright screen illuminated a small piece of texture on the floor, and his dull golden eyes were obscured in the night.

You can't get any help, you can't contact anyone, and even your own actions will be restricted.

In such a situation that can be said to be a dead end, what else can she do?

She is so powerless, she can't even do a decent struggle...

A dead end... a dead end...

Qianli recited these words repeatedly in his heart, raised his legs and stepped over the dimly lit mobile phone on the ground, and came to his bedside.

She stared at a certain drawer of the cabinet for a while, then lay down on her bed with downcast eyes, pulled off the quilt and covered herself tightly from top to bottom.

The quilt that covers the whole person seems to bring a little comfort to people by nature. Qianli curled up in the small and almost airtight space, closed his eyes tiredly, and those words were still echoing in his head.

A dead end... a dead end...

Throughout the night, he was repeatedly interspersed between half-dream and half-awake, with strange dreams appearing and disappearing from time to time.Chisato opened his eyes the moment the light from the bright sky entered the room through the open window.

She lifted the quilt and got up, the cold floor didn't slow her down, Qianli picked up the phone that fell to the ground last night and checked the time, it was 5:23 in the morning.

It's still early.

"Anyway, let's prepare breakfast first."

As if nothing happened last night, Qianli muttered to himself, plugged in the charger for the phone, opened the door to the living room, and went straight to the kitchen.

At this time, she was the only one active in the whole house, but when she just opened the refrigerator, the door of the room next to her bedroom was opened from the inside.

"Thousands of miles?"

Still in pajamas, Sakunosuke Oda walked out of the door with a somewhat lazy face.

"I woke up so early today, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Even if it is not so early on weekdays, it does not need to be so early.

"Isn't it Odasaku who wants to sleep again?"

Qianli glanced at the other party from the side of the refrigerator, and then buried his head in the refrigerator again, unable to see the slightest sign of weakness in the room yesterday.

"Odasaku's work is also very hard. I can sleep for a while while I still have time. I don't have anything to do now, so I'll get up and make breakfast."

"Work or something..."

How could it be possible to spend energy on writing?

Although he thought so in his heart, Oda Sakunosuke still swallowed the second half of it quite resolutely, and there was a bit of warmth in his blue eyes.

What reason is there to refuse?

"In that case, let's go together."

He blinked to let the last trace of drowsiness disappear, raised his legs and walked across the living room to the kitchen, quite naturally put on the pink apron with a cat pattern hanging beside the kitchen. taste of home.

Although Oda Sakunosuke is not very proficient in cooking, he is quite qualified to help Chisato, and the results of the cooperation are quite good. After the children wake up, they can just eat a hot breakfast.

"Because of the investigation, my recent return time should not be regular."

At the dinner table, Oda Sakunosuke swallowed the last bite of food and ordered.

"If I don't come back, it's normal. If you have something to do, you can ask your neighbors for help."

After all, I have lived here for a few years, and the neighbors are still familiar with each other. What's more, similar situations often happen. Even the restaurant not far downstairs is quite familiar with the takeaway for a while.

Although he is confident in his anti-tracking ability, he still doesn't know much about the organization named mimic, and it is said that it is still a supernatural organization.

There are so many strange abilities, for the sake of the family, it is better not to go home until the investigation is clear.

"Okay, we got it, Odasaku, you can work hard and don't talk too much."

Kosuke, the oldest, patted his chest confidently.

"Of course my boss will take care of them."

As he said that, he seemed to think of something again, so he quickly added it.

"Of course, Sister Qianli is the biggest in our hearts!"

Although Odasaku is very good, Sensato-san is the one at home...cough.

The rest of the children nodded carefreely, and Chisato, the only one who knew everything, could only nod after pinching Kosuke's face.

"Do not worry."

She made a promise to Sakunosuke Oda.

"I'll take care of them."

Even if she dies, she will die before the children.

not to mention……

The golden eyes stared at everyone at the dinner table, with determination that no one could see.

Kosuke, Shinji, Yu, Katsumi, Sakura, and Oda Sakunosuke.

The time for mimic's arrival was brought forward, and Dazai was sent to Europe, how could she still hold on to the idea that there are still two days left on her side... no, a safety period of one day?

She wouldn't be surprised even if someone broke into the house the next moment, so...

and so--

A peaceful morning passed like this. Oda Sakunosuke changed his clothes and went to continue the investigation. The five children also carried their schoolbags and went to school lively.

Grabbing the phone, she also took out the dangerous items in the drawer and put them in her pocket as usual, Qianli took the youngest Sakule to the kindergarten.

As she walked, she was still thinking.

It's Tuesday, and there are obviously days before the kids are at home, but it doesn't rule out mimicking schools, or arresting people after school.

But she can't even keep the kids out of school for a while...

The familiar route arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten in a short while. Qianli looked at Sakule who was running towards her little friend cheerfully and did not forget to wave to her, and waved to her with a light smile.

Ah, how should I put it.

There was a real gentle smile on the corner of her lips.

"Try it, try it again."

She seemed to be talking to herself, or to an unknown existence, and her steps of turning around seemed to be about to rush into the abyss, but she was extraordinarily steady, without the slightest hesitation.

Dazai, the most promising one, went abroad and had no way to count on him. Gojo Satoru, who did not belong to the Fumino Theater, could not come because he could not communicate. The last remaining armed detective agency was never seen from the beginning.

And she herself was restricted.

In a dead end, what should I do?

There is no better moment than this moment for Qianli to know what it is like to be powerless, her limitations, her weakness, and she has never felt despair so clearly.

In so many years of life, if it hadn't happened for the time travel, her future probably wouldn't have fallen to such a point.

But if it wasn't for time travel, how could she meet such a warm person as Odasaku?

So should she be thankful?

I should be thankful, right?But what I am grateful for is not the so-called time travel, but only Oda Sakunosuke.

She walked step by step, from the entrance of the kindergarten to the bustling commercial street. It was still in the morning, and busy office workers were shuttling on the road. The glass of the surrounding shops was so clear that people could see it at a glance. inside of.

This is a real world.

This is a real world -

"Then, let's take a gamble."

Qianli casually came to an empty alley, she stood in the shadow of the wall, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Even in the alley, the lively sound of the busy traffic on the street outside can still be clearly transmitted to this place.

Qianli's reopened eyes were bent abnormally, the golden eyes were as clear as the sky under the sun, but in the depths there was only—a desperate attempt.

She reached into the pocket of her jacket, and then, took out a knife.

Girls always need something for self-defense when they go out, and even Sakunosuke Oda didn't say anything to her about buying a knife.

She pulled away the folding knife in her hand, the sharp blade gleamed with a cold light in the warm sunlight, and the silver side reflected her still bent eyes.

"I found something."

Qianli lowered his head and stared at himself on the knife face, but murmured words that were difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"I don't know why, but from the past, it seems that you don't want me to really die."

"If you really don't want me to interfere with the plot, then it would be good not to let me meet Odasaku at the beginning. I admit that I thought about other things besides self-defense with that knife. If it wasn't for Odasaku, Maybe I may really die in a corner, maybe it is.”

"However, I was rescued, and in the following time, all life-threatening dangers were avoided."

The three-flowered cat at the beginning, the curse spirit in the hospital, Xia Youjie's kidnapping... Even accidents in unsafe places like Yokohama can be said to be commonplace.

What is going on with her so-called "ability"?

"It's an interesting accident, isn't it?"

Why, with so many accidents, I have never been really killed?

"Of course, this is just my guess. In fact, these may just be my own conjectures. Maybe I just had a rare burst of luck. These are all possible things."

As she said this, determination flashed in her golden eyes, and there was a bright fire burning inside, with an unattainable madness, quietly waiting in this shadow.

"I know, I've lost so badly, and even tomorrow's news may be a negative teaching material for me to commit suicide on the street."

"but--"

Qianli smiled, raised his arms in a calm voice, and the blade in his hand quickly and ruthlessly inserted into the artery on the side of his neck.

"I bet on the first one."

The voice was as calm as if she was just doing an ordinary thing rather than suicide. When the blade was still a millimeter away from her neck, the feeling that frequently appeared yesterday came suddenly, and her body was unable to move again.

Warn, imprison, control.

And—deep pressure.

The strong sense of oppression even made Qianli feel that she was almost out of breath, but even so, the corners of her lips were abnormally curved, making her smile even more crazy.

"Come on..."

A trembling voice was squeezed out from his throat. At this moment, Qianli worked hard to maintain the stability of his voice under this pressure.

"I actually don't like the word 'gambling' at all, and I rarely did such things before."

The pressure gradually intensified as she spoke, as if she didn't want to hear her raving words anymore, and there was an unbearable pain in her throat, like a nightingale whose heart had been pierced, or a little mermaid who stepped on the ground.

But Qianli doesn't care.

In this world, nothing is more important than Oda Sakunosuke.

"But look."

She continued to speak as if she couldn't feel the pain.The trembling voice exposed her state, but it couldn't stop her determination.

"I am right."

As the voice fell, the feeling of being imprisoned became stronger, and the feeling of being manipulated also came along.Under this trend, her right hand holding the knife was pulled away little by little.

In a trance, Qianli seemed to hear a voice without the slightest emotion.

Feel mocked?It should be ridiculed, but——

Some kind of indescribable feeling came from the body and came to the heart. The feeling of being restricted seemed to have encountered something difficult to resist, and the originally firm control was opened up.

The palm of the hand holding the sharp weapon was stuck with deep red marks by the handle of the knife due to force, and the sharp blade returned to near the neck, and slowly stuck to the skin in the seesaw, bringing out a red bloodstain and a hint of itching.

She had the upper hand in this body-based competition.

"Sure enough, last night was not my illusion."

If it wasn't for the moment last night, she wouldn't be able to repeat such a loophole.

Qianli sneered, but something quickly overflowed from her eyes, blurring her vision.

"I won."

With tears in her eyes, she tried her best to suppress the soreness at the tip of her nose, and maintained her "victor" embarrassed posture, repeating in a determined voice.

"I won."

Yes, I won by myself, with the posture of a weak ordinary person.

But why, why feel sad?

so sad……

Such a sad victory...

Only miserable victories...

The moment the imprisonment left, Qianli suddenly lost his strength, and could only lean against the wall, panting heavily.

Breathing seemed to be suffocated, and no matter how much she inhaled, she couldn't satisfy her body. She couldn't help panting tightly while clutching the clothes on her chest. The bloodstained folding knife fell to the ground with a clatter, and the red liquid snaked along her neck. Down, rub bright colors on a white shirt.

Really embarrassing...

she thinks.

How can any winner fall?

She tried her best to support her body, straightened her back again, and said the last words with difficulty in a hoarse voice.

"No, whatever it is."

She didn't know what the other party wanted, but she knew that she must have something that the other party needed.

Qianli raised his head and looked towards the sky, his golden eyes were filled with indifference towards himself.In the blurred vision, the blue is unspeakably stagnant at this moment.

Just like her mood at the moment.

"No matter what kind of existence you are, whether it is the will of the world or gods and demons, as long as they can survive, my body, my soul, everything about me, it doesn't matter what you want."

Having said that, Qianli couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, with a meaningless smile on his face.

"Whatever, take whatever you want."

As long as Oda Saku and the children can survive, what about her loss?

She was ready to lose everything.

【--as you wish】

An inexplicable feeling emerges from the bottom of my heart, but it seems to come from a distant sky, and it seems to have always existed in my heart.

It was as if some inexplicable power had been exerted on her, like being shrouded in an invisible cage, and something was being taken away.She didn't know what she had lost, but it must have been something very important to her.

At this moment, it was as if the curtain on the stage was drawn, and the world in front of her eyes had never been so clearly presented in front of her.

Following the guidance of that feeling, Qianli staggered with her left hand on the wall and propped her body away from the wall. She turned her head and looked diagonally across the road at the entrance of the alley.

The signboard of the Armed Detective Agency was standing brightly in the building that she had passed by many times, but she had never seen that signboard.

It wasn't her negligence, let alone her carelessness, but the real existence that was concealed and could not be seen by her, re-presented in front of her.

"what……"

It's really... it's really...

More and more liquid gathered in the fundus of the eyes, even under that kind of pressure, no real tears rushed out of the eyes at this moment.

Such a short distance, such a short distance, obviously such a short distance!She has traveled countless times!

The hole in her heart seemed to be pierced by the cold wind. It was spring, but she only felt a bone-chilling chill rising from the bottom of her heart, as if she was in winter, making her whole body tremble.

This is really...

--That's ridiculous! ! !