Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

The restaurant's ceiling lights, chandeliers, and spotlights on the decorative wall all stopped operating, and only a few small candlelights in front of Zhongya were left for a while.

The warm and hazy light coated his cheeks, brightening his cobalt blue eyes, making them look moister and softer than usual.

Maybe that's not an illusion and it doesn't have to be.

Just as Yuri wanted to carefully identify whether those eyes were really covered with mist, the eyes closed.

Then opened it again and looked at her: "Yuri, do you have that ball with you now?"

Could it be that he said...

After thinking about it, he took out the small and exquisite master ball from his pocket, and put it in the palm of Chuya's outstretched hand.

After withdrawing from the research institute that day, they worked hard to study the information they had in hand, and then sneaked in again, obtaining the research equipment that was abandoned due to destruction.

The final conclusion is that, even with the wreckage and records of the original experimental equipment, it will take a lot of investment just to recreate the blue-black liquid that allows the boy to survive, let alone find out the cure. The juvenile's supernatural powers are contradictory and genetic surgery has been performed on him.

For now, letting him sleep in the ball is the best way.Maybe one day, they have prepared enough resources, or there has been a huge breakthrough in related technology, at that time, the life of the teenager will also start again.

Chuya held the metal ball and carefully placed it on the table next to the cake.Then he closed his eyes again.

He frowned and made a wish, then blew out the candle in one breath.

In the darkness, cheers and applause filled the room instead of light.

When the lights turned on again, many fireworks tubes were aimed at Zhongya and launched.Fighting the urge to jump to the ceiling to avoid the attack, he faced the baptism of enthusiastic streamers head-on.

"Happy birthday, Chuya!"

Then the sound of the flashing light clicked and clicked, recording his frantic and disgusted look.

Everyone here is smiling and looking more excited than the birthday guy.

Chuya: ...So teasing people is the greatest joy of attending other people's birthday parties?

He felt like he had accidentally uncovered a dark truth.

After he managed to remove the colored ribbons that covered his head and face, a large pile of beautifully wrapped gift boxes tied with ribbons had been piled up in front of the table.

So he started unwrapping the ribbons one by one and opening the presents.

Snooker cue from Sakamoto, high-grade black tea from Soma, red bean cake made by Akutagawa himself ("This time only put very little sugar"), poison identification tool from the surgeon ("Don't worry about it again) Got tipped over for the third time"), a designer coffee maker in cold blood ("You're going to need this, I promise"), and a hat display stand from a public relations officer that fills the table.

A heavy cardboard box with several sets of clothes inside.

"Why clothes? Aren't all my suits delivered directly by the logistics staff after they have been sorted out?"

"In order to prevent you from making mistakes. You see, the No. [-] suit is matched with the No. [-] tie and the No. [-] shirt, then the No. [-] shirt, and so on." The pianist smiled, "Next time, the Red Leaf cadres will praise you for your progress. Not too small."

Chuya: ...I feel like I've been underestimated, damn it.

"What is this?" Chuya opened another small box, and there was a key lying inside.

"Oh! I finally got mine!" The stupid bird looked happy, "I saw the motorcycle you were riding last time, and I thought it would look good for you to use, so I gave it to you!"

Zhong also liked that motorcycle very much, and originally planned to buy the same one for himself.

"Thanks--"

"Next time, show me the car driving on the wall! There are also mid-air flips and jumps! By the way, I painted the car pink."

Zhong Ye:? ? ?

Smile, gone.

Not long after, the gift was unwrapped.In front of Nakaya lies an abstract painting composed of wrapping paper and colorful ribbons.

"...Is there no gift from you here?" He turned to Yuri who was sitting aside with his face in his hands, a little puzzled.

"No. Didn't I already hold this birthday party as a present?"

Yuri smiled and swayed her legs.

Zhong Ye showed an indescribable expression when he heard the words: "I won't be fooled, okay? Take it out quickly."

Yuri, who couldn't see Chuya's downcast expression, was also disappointed. She stepped forward, slapped on the top of Chuya's head, and pushed down the brim of his hat, covering his beautiful eyes.

Nakaya had already put back his own wide-brimmed black hat after the peaked hat had been dropped on the floor while setting off the fireworks tube.

Zhong Ye:?

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Take you to see the birthday present."

Yuri said mysteriously.Then he grabbed Chuya's wrist and pulled him out of the restaurant.

There was a burst of whistling and booing inexplicably behind him, and Chuya's face was a little hot.

Pushing open the store door, the cool night breeze blows in front of you, shutting the noisy room behind you.

The lively atmosphere receded like a tide, and Yuri and Nakaya walked slowly on the quiet street, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

Although his eyes were covered, this was the street he had walked through thousands of times after all, so he could guess where they were going now.

...Besides, there is an inexplicable sense of security.

His eyes were shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't help but focus on the small piece of skin where the two of them touched.

Would she feel his heartbeat because of his quickening pulse?

I can't see the road in front of me, but the fog in my heart suddenly clears up.

"No peeking!" Yuli didn't know anything about the complicated psychological activities of the other party, and just focused on leading the way, emphasizing uneasy while walking.

"……understood."

What kind of gift is so mysterious?Can't guess at all.

They crossed intersections and alleys, walked up the steps, and soon reached the edge of Leibo Street.

Yuri pulled him around.

"It's here at last!" she exhaled, her voice cheerful. "You can take off your hat!"

Nakaya straightened his hat according to the words, and then was stunned by the scene in front of him.He couldn't help but widen his eyes: "This is..."

The Leibo Street block, which should have been eclipsed by the brightly lit central block, was painted in a different color tonight.Rose red, light blue, bright yellow and fluorescent green lamps climbed up the exterior walls of each building, outlining three-dimensional lines, turning these gray buildings in the daytime into cool and lovely glowing small cubes .

Colorful and coordinated colors are floating on the curtain of the night. These small glowing squares are piled up close together, spreading upwards along the semicircular terrain layer by layer, turning the weird terrain into a design a part of.Rough space, three-dimensional design, and neon light effects combine to form a cyberpunk style full of futuristic technology.

The restaurant in the center of Leibo Street stands quietly in the center of this sea of ​​light.The huge neon sign was lit for the first time, and it could be seen at a glance even from the edge of Leibo Street.

"A cyberpunk-style light show on Saibo Street!" Yuri said in a very happy voice.

Nakaya stared blankly for a while, then suddenly grabbed Yuri's sweater hat and lifted her up to the nearby roof.

Looking down from the roof on the edge of Leibo Street, the view is even better than before.

After a while, he let out a breath slowly.

"...It's so beautiful. There will be a day when I think Leibo Street is very beautiful."

"Maybe it can be made into a permanent light in the future!" Yuri clenched her fist.

"Did you do it yourself?"

"I designed the lighting with reference to the game screen. As for the arrangement and installation of the wires, the manual master Sakamoto took Akutagawa and the others to do it."

"...The fluorescent powder over there is the office building of the Takase Society, right? How did it work?"

"Anyway, it was Sakamoto who communicated. The boss is omnipotent, so don't pursue these details."

"See, it's a big step closer to my goal of turning Leibo Street into a tourist attraction. I already have a plan for the next step of opening a store, which is—"

"Yuri," Chuya suddenly interrupted her, "I have something to tell you."

"Eh?" Yuri turned her head, her cheeks were dyed blue and pink by the dazzling lights, and she had a strange sense of beauty.

"..."

Zhong also didn't speak for a while, as if he was organizing his language.

But before he could think of words, Yuli's attention was attracted by new things again: "Look over there!"

Zhong also raised his head.

Wearing a kimono and holding a paper umbrella even on a clear night, the woman walking in the direction of Sabachi Street, is it Momiji or who?

Chuya then prepared to go down, pulling Yuri down from the roof.

Hongye also saw them and came slowly.

She covered her lips and smiled: "Isn't it to disturb you?"

Having said that, there is absolutely no intention of changing it.She handed the wine box in her hand to Chuya: "Happy birthday. This bottle of 12-degree crystal champagne, take it and drink it."

And after delivering the wine, he started to chase people away: "Chuya, you go back first, my concubine and Miss Yuli have something to say."

Yuri glanced at the packaging box, it was the expensive crystal champagne of Louis Roederer.

Zhong also stood reluctantly for a few seconds, but he didn't want to disobey the order of his superior: "I'll go back and wait for you first."

After Chuya's figure disappeared, Hongye turned to Yuri, and looked at her with a smile: "Seeing is believing, she is indeed an interesting little girl."

"The chief wants to see you."

"Now?" Yuri raised her head and looked at the other party's beautiful and sharp eyebrows.

"Of course not, enjoy your party. At four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, there will be a special car to pick you up and go to the building."

It was a calm day.On the vast Pacific Ocean, an ocean-going cargo ship is slowly driving on the sea, dragging out a winding white trail.

Adam and the others are on this ship, waiting for the people who come to meet them.

Although sea freight carries a large amount of cargo, it takes a long time.It would take at least a month to reach Europe purely by water.This was the worst move after Adam's special plane was shot down by Verlaine.

And the authorities in the distance who learned that Verlaine had already been captured obviously couldn't wait for the hibernation cabin to float slowly in the sea.

According to the latest news, the new transport plane has already set off, and it will land on the deck in less than a day, taking them back to the European continent.

Surrounded by the sea on all sides, far away from human habitation, the starry sky is as bright as a velvet curtain studded with diamonds, and the shape of the Milky Way is also faintly visible.

On such a night, Verlaine woke up from the deepest cold.

His body was shrouded in a chill, and he hadn't fully recovered his intuition.Brain slowed down, vision blurred.

Even so, he could make out the outline of the figure standing before him.

Because they used to be companions, comrades-in-arms and partners.

It's Rimbaud.