How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Explanation.

Explain what?

For such an embarrassing scene, it would be more appropriate to pretend to be amnesia.

Prompted by the desire to survive, the previous words blurted out without going through the brain, and there was no room for repentance.The empty-headed Yu Gongcui subconsciously distanced herself from the few people on the opposite side, and her normally easy-to-use brain seemed to be rusted, and she couldn't think of a suitable explanation anyway——

And at this moment, Dazai Osamu who was behind took a step forward and put his chin on his shoulder pretending to be intimate.

Now there is really no way out, in both physical and psychological senses.

"Don't you want to explain?"

The young man bent his iris-colored eyes and smiled innocently, as if he didn't understand what kind of Shura field he had fallen into. "Say it, I'm curious too."

Yu Gong Cui Mu grimaced, raised his hand and pushed his head off his shoulder.

No matter which Osamu Dazai it is, it is full of bad intentions.

The atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was hopeless. When he scolded for the thousand and one time that stupid self who actually believed in the system's so-called big gift package, and would rather travel through time and space to face the previous ugly lizard alone, there was finally a character who still had a conscience Unable to see, he broke the silence with a voice.

"Being summoned as a 'Phantom', find out and defeat the main messenger behind the scenes. Before coming here, I have heard these things from the 'Alaya Consciousness' who claims to be a collection of human consciousness."

"I'm not interested in explanations and the like...but I finally found you, Cui."

The man in the purple bathrobe has put the long sword back into its sheath, holding a delicate bong with white mist floating from the handle in his right hand.Under the cover of a few strands of hair hanging down on the forehead, the deep green eyes are like iron stones attracted by a strong magnetic field, looking at this side without blinking.

[A place so far away that it is impossible to send a letter, if you arrive in person, you can always meet. 】

——He has always firmly believed that there will be such a day.

Saw familiar faces and heard familiar voices.Amamiya Tsui and Takasugi Shinsuke looked at each other for a moment, and the old memories surged wildly in their minds, like a scroll of calligraphy and painting that was locked in a box and thought it would never be opened again. When people mention it, they find that the past is vivid in their minds, as vivid as if it happened yesterday.

Never really forgotten.

Until this moment, replacing the numbness brought about by the group appearance that makes people lose their ability to think, did they really have the real feeling of meeting again.

His heart was trembling slightly in his chest, and he responded softly with a smile that he didn't even realize.

"Indeed, long time no see."

The white-haired boy closest to him finally couldn't hold back, called out "Senior!" hurriedly, summoned up his courage and rushed over.

Yu Gongcui subconsciously opened her arms and waited to catch the little tiger who had reunited after a long absence, but the next second her vision blurred, she was no longer where she was, and fell into a firm embrace instead.

The ruby-like eyes of the vampire stared down at the young man in his arms, because the old man who had tried his best to suppress him for a long time was now so weak that it was impossible for him to take any action to resist him, and he shouted happily laughed.

"What a wonderful surprise! Bendio has decided to forgive you for the sins of deception in the past - as long as you cry and beg me, Bendio will reward you again, how about giving you immortality?"

He completely ignored the other people in the room, slightly parted his lips to reveal his sharp fangs, and frantically licked the tips of his teeth without concealing his purpose.

A golden humanoid double emerged from behind him, silently watching Yu Gongcui.

The latter's full attention was attracted by the green love hairband on the second young master's forehead, but he didn't pay attention to what the other party said for a while, just because he recalled the fear of being dominated by this person's advanced aesthetics, his teeth seemed to be sore for a while. General, took a quick breath of cold air.

As if he misunderstood the meaning of this response, or was just waiting for his hair to act, the tall man in a pink feather coat leaning against the wall slowly straightened up and made a slow sound.

"Hey, the hated guy should be somewhat self-conscious, right?"

The transparent "threads" flickered in mid-air, and Dio let go of his hand uncontrollably, allowing the boy in his arms to break free. The man with the willow leaf-shaped sunglasses plunged into the pink feathers like a bird returning to its nest.

"Dover!!"

Like countless times in the past, I felt a sense of peace of mind.

The other party wore his usual flamboyant smile, and said harsh words with a bad attitude, but in terms of actions, he didn't push him away.

"Don't put on such an affectionate attitude, do you think I'm such a coaxable person? You won't forget what you did before, Lamy, do you think that in the name of my family, I will be innocent? Bottom line forgive you?"

The previous exit method was indeed too irritating, and it was inevitable for Doflamingo to hold a grudge.

Yu Gongcui kept the posture of burying her head in her brother's arms, and said "sorry" dully, but she couldn't give any further explanation on this.

Although pushed by the situation, in the final analysis, I unilaterally chose that ending—in order to make up for past regrets, I created new regrets.

He asked in a low voice, "Did Dover later become the Pirate King?"

When the man heard this, the smile on his face became slightly weaker, but more real.

"The plan is still in progress, and there will always be a day when it will be realized. But you—"

He bent down, reached out and pinched a strand of black hair hanging down Yugong Cui's cheek, and looked at it quietly with his fingertips.

"If it wasn't bothered by platinum and lead, it would have looked like this."

Pretty much the same as he had imagined.

This made Doflamingo feel a little satisfaction for no reason.

After letting go of his hands and straightening up, his lord said a lot that the previous matter was temporarily put aside.

"Think of it as a test you must go through in order to restore your health."

— gave this statement.

Yu Gongcui breathed a sigh of relief, but she still couldn't completely relax.The reason was that among the seven people, there were two others who stood in the corner without saying a word, just watching quietly.

One of them was wrapped in a thick dark cloak, and his black hair curled up from under the fluffy earmuffs. After noticing Amamiya Tsui's scrutiny, he showed him a gentle smile that concealed his nature.

It was Fyodor.

The temple suddenly throbbed sharply, Yu Gongcui resisted the urge to encourage Doflamingo to kill him, and quickly looked away with a frown.

Happiness, disgust and pain, several distinct conflicting emotions were tumbling and entangled in his mind. The distinct sense of separation made him subconsciously choose to escape, and turned his attention to the seventh person standing at the rear.

Unlike everyone else, when capturing that figure, Yu Gongcui's first reaction was a sense of strangeness.

The boy who hadn't fully grown was wearing an open-front black suit with a heart-shaped cutout on the chest. His figure was relatively thin and slender, but he was extraordinarily tall and straight, showing a calm and sophisticated temperament that didn't match his age.

The bright blond hair is simply braided behind the head, and the bangs on the forehead are curled unruly, forming several unique circles.

——For some reason, it makes people feel calm and divine.

The boy stood at the farthest corner from Dio, pursing his lips slightly, as if he was thinking about something.Yu Gongcui looked intently, and was touched by the jewel-like green pupils covered by those light-colored eyelashes, a flash of inspiration flashed for a moment, and she made a hasty sound.

"Is it Giorno?"

The boy whose name was called interrupted his contemplation, his eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded politely.

"Ciao."

Accustomed to hiding his true feelings under the mask and expressing them in a calmer manner, the 15-year-old Giorno Giovanna expressed his emotions with a well-measured joke after greeting him.

"You said you only liked me...but that's not the case at all, Midori."