Don't come here, I'm not a random person!

"Pfft-"

Blood splattered everywhere, Yinshen Xingbuhua's hand holding the knife waited for everyone to react, and was torn away by an invisible force and flew far away. No one can describe what happened in between.

The only person who knew the inside story opened his eyelids amidst the splashing blood, and waved to the Yinshen Xingbu raccoon from a short distance away, and then the raccoon's huge body shrank rapidly, and the wounds after being plotted were healed quickly.

Hua, who was clutching his bloody broken arm and covered in cold sweat, looked at this scene in astonishment, and immediately wanted to go over to check it out. Naye, who was supporting him by his side, subconsciously shouted: "...Wait, Hua, you can't move now! "Pressing the struggling flower, Naye's scrutiny eyes fell on Fuishi.

"You... saved father?"

Fuishi said in a dull tone: "Let's just say... he can be regarded as maintaining my peaceful sleep... sleep is still very important." After speaking, he laughed first.

That familiar smiling face appeared in front of someone he knew, Natsume Takashi subconsciously shouted: "Fukiishi-san."

"Hey, Natsume," Fuishi moved his ears, turned around in the direction of the voice, and waved as if he met an acquaintance, "How are you doing recently?"

Natsume Takashi opened his mouth, his gaze wandered over the divine pattern on Fukiishi's face and his purple eyes, and he whispered, "Are you Fuishishu-san?"

"Of course I am... ah, does this look really feel strange?" Fukiishi said disappointedly.

"No, no! Why am I unfamiliar with Fukiishi-san!" Natsume Takashi saw Fukiishi's look of loneliness, and his good-natured attributes immediately flared up, and hurriedly retorted: "It's better to say, I'm very happy to see Fukiishi-san like this." After speaking, he smiled shyly.

Fuishi bent his eyes: "Natsume is still the same." Touching her neck, she could feel the cold murderous intent of the people hiding in the dark, and she could also feel the gentlemen of the people who came here. Not everyone has goodwill towards her, There are many people who think that killing her is the best thing to do, but... "Natsume, let me ask again, do you believe me?"

Natsume Takashi nodded without knowing why she said that.

"Little girl, I haven't seen you for a while, and the movement you made is big enough." Madara, who was silently watching the development of the situation, changed back to the cat teacher after Natsume nodded, using his funny voice to twist the fat The body lay on Natsume's feet, raised his short neck and hummed, "You are not allowed to bully Natsume, no matter if you are a god or something."

"Long time no see, Mr. Kitty, but I don't mean to hurt Natsume," Fukiishi opened his hand to Natsume, "Give me the future diary."

"Hmm!" Teacher Cat's small eyes suddenly stood up, and her small ears trembled.

In the eyes of others, Natsume Takashi placed a mobile phone with the same value as his own life in Fukiishi's palm with unimaginable ease.

"If this can help Fukiishi-san."

The corners of the stiff mouth slowly relaxed, and Fukiishi felt that his expression was going numb, but he still smiled under the pure concern of others.

"As expected of Natsume-kun." Chang Jingji said to himself.

Then everyone is almost all people who have been educated about the rules of the game, and they also know that for the diary holders, the mobile phone as a medium is the carrier of life, but in the conversations between Natsume and Fukiishi, most of them said they still didn't know.

What are we going to do?

The next moment, Fuishi handed in a horrifying answer sheet.

With both hands together, Natsume's phone crackled and shattered between Fukiishi's hands.

Teacher Cat narrowed her eyes and curled up her body. Natsume, who was staring blankly at her movements, looked at her body subconsciously.

"I... didn't die?"

He wasn't the only one who thought this way, everyone who looked at the intact Natsume all had this question in their hearts.

Fukiishi: "It's disgusting, how could I kill Natsume, I just used some means to remove you from this game, Natsume won't blame me, right?"

Natsume came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his head, "I didn't want to participate in this kind of game, that Fukiishi-san, can you help others?"

According to what Natsume said, Fukiishi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jingji Ma, and the other party knowingly took out a clamshell body with a slightly older model.

"I didn't expect your taste to be so old-fashioned." After Fuishi took it, there were two clicks, the body shattered, and Zhang Jingsi, who still didn't forget to complain.

Zhang Jingsi had a subtle smile on his face.

"Remember to compensate."

Fukiishi: "...Evil ghost!"

Zhang Jingsi smiled and said nothing.

Natsume Takashi then looked at the other two holders, hesitating and not knowing how to start a conversation.

Fuishi was more straightforward than him, and said to them frankly: "Aren't you going to hand it over? Or are you greedy for this game?"

"..."

After being silent for a while, Sawada Tsunayoshi also said calmly: "If you hand it over, it can end all of this," pulled out the things in his pocket, and handed it to Fukiishi, "I will not be stingy with this life."

Bai Lan: "Xiao Gangji's words are so big, your guardians will cry." I want to know how heartbroken those bosses will be, and some loyal dogs may even act violently. If you want to talk about why he knows, Don't forget that he is also a BOSS, and he will never lack a loyal dog if he lacks anything. "Here, someone brought this for me." He flicked it casually.

Fukiishi subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and looked down, besides Bailan's cutting-edge technology, another body exudes a warm and smooth surface, as if it has been touched frequently.

Bai Lan put his finger under his lips, and when Fuishi looked over, he said with a smirk, "I think you know who that person is."

Fukiishi withdrew his gaze, "I know," clapping his hands together, the disposal was the same as before, the divine power stored in it was absorbed, and finally the diary of Sawada Tsunayoshi was destroyed. She had no reason to stay here. when leaving.

"Blowing Stone-san."

A voice much colder than that of a human stopped her.

Fukiishi didn't look back.

Yaohu Zangma pursed his lips and said with determination: "I'm sorry, but also, will you come back?"

"Of course, don't gods exist to fulfill other people's wishes?"

Fuishi waved his back to the demon fox Zangma, "Don't worry, go to sleep, and nothing will change when you wake up." After speaking, she strode out.

On the high sky plain, the throne that should belong to the gods of the past dynasties was empty, and the world controller who was supposed to sit on it quietly changed his figure at some point.

He was thinner than Zeus, but the breath he exuded was exactly the same.

When Fuishi stepped into this place, he was not surprised to see each other, and also understood each other's existence through this sight.

"Qi Mu-jun, why are you here?"

But even if you know, there are some things you have to say.

Saiki Kusuo turned around, and the dazzling thing was that he acted like every time he ran to his house, which always gave her a strange illusion, as if they were not standing in the realm of the gods, but were finding fault with each other, waiting for the new day.

Fukiishi said with a serious face: "You are here, why am I working so hard? Now, Saiki Kusuo, where is your family? Don't you want it?"

Facing the question from Fukiishi, Saiki Kusuo sighed, "I came here to bring back a lost guy, didn't I tell you?" So big."

"Huh?" Fuishi drew out his voice in displeasure, "You mean, it's all my fault?"

Saiki Kusuo seemed to be talking to himself: "Isn't it good to be an ordinary person honestly?"

Blowing Stone twitched the corner of his mouth, barely evoking a twisted arc.

"Kusuo Saiki, don't force me to beat you. You shouldn't be the one who said this, right? It's not that I want to be a god, it's not that I want to watch others sacrifice, and it's not that I want to destroy the world. I tried my best to reach out, but no one grabbed my hand."

Shaking his head forbearance, his calm eyes suddenly became turbulent, and his tone also revealed a burst of moisture.

"What god, there is nothing good at all, isn't it? Even you are blaming me now, why?"

While she was speaking, Saiki Kusuo had already come to her, it's not that he didn't notice her suppressed crying, but this guy has never been so brave.

"Fukiishi, can I hug you?"

"..."

"I'll hug you if you don't speak."

Then he hugged Fukiishi in his arms, and pointed his chin at her shoulder, Saiki Kusuo calmly said: "Let me do it."

Fuishi's pupils shrank slightly, his voice trembled, "Didn't you hear what I just said? Where is your home, don't you want it?"

Saiki Kusuo: "But if I leave you alone who can think wildly, I will worry."

Fuishi felt a surge of heat on his face, and the sadness unknowingly disappeared a lot, and he said, "Dang, Dangshen is not as bad as you think, you see, I can see you at any time until you are there." What are you doing, even if you empathize with me, I won’t—"

Saiki Kusuo blocked her lips quite viciously, and after making sure that she would say something nonsense, he raised his head expressionlessly.

"In order to prevent a god-level stalker from appearing in the future, you'd better be an ordinary person."

Fuishi heard this as soon as he got up, and without being shy, he glared at him.

"What are you talking about! Who will follow you! Narcissist? Qi Mu!"

Saiki Kusuo: "Very good, I am a narcissist and you are a stalker, they are quite compatible."

Fuishi: "Who will believe what you say!!"

Unexpectedly, after talking to Qi Mu after a long absence, he would be so pissed off, Fuishi wiped the sweat off his face, feeling that he had lost.

Saiki Kusuo looked at her with folded arms: "So why don't you go back honestly?"

Fukiishi: "How is that possible!" But that being said, she didn't want to get entangled with Saiki Kusuo any longer, "Fight, use strength to decide who goes up and who goes down!"

Saiki Kusuo sighed: "Shounen manga?"

"Shut up!!!" Fushi collapsed and hugged his head, "Isn't it supposed to be like this in general consideration?"

Saiki Kusuo now holds the memory of Zeus for tens of thousands of years. Although he was tormented enough at the beginning, due to the connection between the two, the speed of adaptation is faster than expected, so he casually said: "Theoretically God Of course it is the strongest existence, but strength is just an incidental attribute, or dispensable, the real creator is the one who can rationally arrange the rules of the world, such an existence that makes the rules stable." While talking, he was still floating in the void. Let me give you an example of countless numbers. Fuishi watched the combination of that sequence and another part. Countless plants suddenly grew on a certain piece of barren land on the earth. In the blink of an eye, the climate, soil, and humidity can be said to have completely become what a rainforest should be. appearance.

Saiki Kusuo faced the stunned Fukiishi, and said firmly: "So, let me come, I have experience, even if it is competing for the top position, I have an advantage over you."

"Woo--"

Fukiishi whimpered unwillingly.

Saiki Kusuo looked at her with raised eyebrows, and inadvertently saw her lips moving.

"What did you say?"

Fuishi was already annoyed by being messed with, but now Qi Mu felt that it was not enough to add fuel to the fire, and his voice suddenly amplified.

"I said! Don't I want to have a long-distance relationship with my boyfriend for the rest of my life!"

Saiki Kusuo's face was hot, and his ears and neck were all red.

Fukiishi didn't notice this, and stomped his feet angrily.

"How is it? Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied! Saiki Kusuo!"

The angry look with tears in his eyes was extremely cute in Saiki Kusuo's eyes. He was silent for a while, with an indescribably serious expression.

"I'll figure it out."

Fuishi: "What can I do?"

Saiki Kusuo: "I don't know yet, anyway, I will definitely go back."

Fukiishi wrinkled his face, said a sentence as if he hadn't said it, and Saiki Kusuo spit out the rest of the sentence.

"When I propose to you, you are not allowed to escape."

Fukiishi: "...Hmm!" She covered her mouth to prevent her from saying anything irresistible, her eyes widened, she never thought that one day she would experience such complicated emotions.

Saiki Kusuo coughed twice, and added another sentence in a superfluous way.

"Before that, don't just agree to others casually. After all, you really don't know how to refuse. Another thing, stay away from those casual people. I wanted to say it before, why are you so Are you out of your nerves? Those male gods obviously have other plans, okay, but you really got there like that!"

Originally, I just wanted to say a few words to make her not be so sad, but I didn't expect that after I opened my mouth, I couldn't stop. It wasn't until Fukiishi pinched his neck and kept shutting up, that Qi Mu Kusuo took advantage of the situation and hugged him into his arms again. Whispering in the ear.

"Don't worry, I will give you back the whole world."

Fuishi: "...it's decided, since you've convinced me, don't let your words count, otherwise, I'm not a simple ordinary person."

Saiki Kusuo: "Of course, I don't want to be yelled at by your ears."

"roll!"

Fuishi withdrew from Qi Mu's arms, took two steps back, with a hesitant expression, but after looking at Qi Mu for a few times, he turned and ran in the direction he came from. With every step she ran, the space began to collapse from the corner, entangled in the The six powers on Fukiishi's body ejected one by one, blending into the void and returning to Saiki Kusuo's hand.

When the six rings rewound around the throne, the void gradually settled down, and then it was reshaped.

On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, this is a day of destruction that all human beings do not remember, and it is also the date of the birth of a new world.

There is a [-] in [-] billion global probability that people who remember the truth stay home and set off fireworks for someone's birthday after commuting to school alone. Of course, the kind that will not be put in the air, with buckets placed next to them Fire prevention.

Fuishi originally thought that no one would come to her house anymore, but the sudden ringing of the doorbell made her have undue expectations when she ran to the door.

"Q...uh, it's Senior Shuze."

"Are you okay, Fukiishi? I couldn't get in touch with you at all recently, so I asked the boss for your address. Sure enough, did I bother you?" Senior Shuze was, as always, set up as a good man who cares about his juniors. Fuishishi said helplessly I have to take the college entrance examination recently, so I took a vacation with a few bosses.

Shuze Wang suddenly realized: "Is this so? I was just worrying about it."

Fuishi shook his head: "No, senior is worried about me, I am very happy."

Shuse Wang scratched his head, "Don't say that, I should have called first, but I found that I can't remember your mobile phone number, can you give me another one?"

Fuishi: "Okay, but I changed my phone and the number is the same."

"Huh?" Shuse Mochi said in surprise, "It's so rare, Fukiishi, you can change your phone."

Chuishi sneered and said, "It seems that my life is embarrassing, senior has always remembered it very clearly."

"Ah! No, I'm very sorry, I didn't mean it that way," Shuse Wang embarrassedly complained that his speech was careless, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Where's the original mobile phone? Is it discarded?"

Fukiishi bent his eyes as if being mentioned something happy.

"Of course not. It's in the hands of a very important person."

Shuse looked at her quietly, and said in relief, "Is that so, are you in love?"

Fukiishi smiled and did not deny it.

"Yes!"

Shuse Mochi: "Alas—seeing you like this, I feel old."

Fukiishi: "No, Kase-senpai is very popular among girls."

Shuse Wang: "Don't say that, my wife will think too much."

"Oh, what a happy couple!"

"I told you not to do this...hehe..."

After chatting with Senior Shuse about his wife and future children, and then sending him away, Senior Shuse didn't enter the door with a gentlemanly demeanor. Even if the two of them were doing such a weird thing like chatting at the door, it was because of their frank attitude that they had a very close relationship. Good seniors and juniors do not attract attention.

Closing the door, Fuishi fell onto the bed, his limbs arranged in big characters, remembering the whole story of the world suddenly settled down.

In fact, no one has the memory of the original, what evil beasts, what gates of the underworld, what broken thousand guide stones, what disappeared gods, when they woke up, the buildings on the street returned to their original state, and they hugged their bodies before. Ordinary people trembling and waiting to die don't even remember what they were doing or thinking before they fell asleep, but suddenly returned to the right track, going to and from work, clocking in to go to school.

The whole world has once again returned to its former peace, and people who have known each other through this disaster have retained their original emotions through other memories, but undoubtedly, there is only one thing worth noting.

That is, the new god is watching this world and maintaining this "daily" for a long time.

One morning in Xinde, Fuishi opened the door, looked at the sky, and said casually as if greeting someone, "I'm going out." Then, carrying his schoolbag, he rushed to the path closest to the school.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

Graduation season is approaching, Luoshan clubs ushered in a new batch of major changes, ghost club members like Fuishi also had to return to the archery club and kendo club to welcome the juniors and girls who said "You have worked hard".

"To be honest, I'm not good at facing separation."

Fuishi grabbed her hair and walked out of the club gate, Xiao Niaoqing patted her on the shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Don't be like this, those children admire you very much, if you come here once, they will be happy for a long time."

Fukiishi: "Even if you say that..."

Xiao Niaoqing jumped in front of her and walked backwards.

"Fuishi, Grandpa has something to say to you tonight, why don't you just stay for dinner after training?"

"Not today, I promised others," Fuishi waved his hand, regretfully refusing.

Kotori Haru also looked very sorry.

"Well, my sister also said that if Fuishi came, she would cook for herself. Damn it, she is not so kind to my sister!"

Fukiishi: "Sister Rina's craftsmanship, just thinking about it makes my mouth water."

"Right! Right! Even though they are so good at cooking, they don't bother to cook at all. Do you think there are such people?" Xiao Niaoqing complained angrily.

Fuishi smiled and watched her keep talking about her sister. It was a month after everything was normal that she became acquainted with Xiaoniao’s family. According to the agreement, she worshiped Qing’s grandfather as a teacher, and began to participate in frequent competitions, so as to gain fame for entering the archery world in the future. It may be that picking up the sword reminds me of those uncomfortable memories, so she is quite happy when she is free to shoot arrows.

And then... the breath on the winter night quickly turned into white mist, and Fuishi wrapped himself tightly and knocked on the door of Qi Mu's house.

Saiki Kusuo's mother Saiki Kurumi saw Fukiishi after opening the door, and immediately hugged her happily.

"Fuishi-chan, I made your favorite burger! Dad, Fuishi-chan is here!"

Qi Mu's father, who heard the voice in the back room, came out and was also happy to see Fuishi.

They welcomed Fushi into a warm room, and there were a lot of dishes on the table, obviously they were preparing for it.

"Come on! Fukiishi-chan sit here," Saiki Kurumi warmly greeted Fukiishi to sit down.

"Okay, Auntie," Fuishi looked at the seat next to him when he sat down, his expression unchanged, "Well, Auntie, Saiki..."

"Right! Right! Fukiishi-chan also thinks it is suddenly!"

Saiki Kurumi saw what she was trying to say, and waved her hand in disgust as if I understood.

"Xiao Nan is the same, let me say that the world is so big, if I want to see it, I will go out and travel around the world, but this is the same with Kongsuke, just go to Harvard to study or something, mom, I am so lonely ah!"

Qi Mu's father: "My child, this doesn't seem to mean the same thing. Forget it, what mother said is right." Then he laughed out loud while holding his job bowl.

"..."

Don't you feel ashamed for fooling your parents like this, Saiki Kusuo?

Fuishi sighed inwardly, but put away his desire to tell the truth.

"Auntie, the burgers are delicious!"

After speaking, he took a big bite out of Saiki Kurumi's special meat burger, showing a delicious expression.

Saiki Kurumi was happy watching, and couldn't help but tell more about Saiki Kusuo.

"Xiao Nan has been different since he was a child. Now you know that he is a superpower. At first I was worried about how to raise such a child. I didn't expect Xiao Nan to grow up so easily. Alas, whether it is empty Assistant or Xiao Nan, they didn't seem to bother us."

Fuishi ate and listened, nodding in agreement from time to time, interjecting from time to time, saying something Qi Mu's mother didn't know.

After a meal, Qi Mu's parents were happy to eat. Seeing that it was getting late, Fuishi put on a scarf and was about to go home. Qi Mu's mother sent her out and stopped her at the door.

"Blowing Stone Sauce."

Blowing Stone turned back.

Saiki Kurumi said softly, "Get along well with Xiao Nan."

Fukiishi nodded affirmatively.

"I will."

Saiki Kurumi smiled happily.

"Be careful on the road."

Fuishi nodded, and ran home quickly. When he opened the door, a ray of moonlight coming in through the crack of the window that was not fully closed became the only light source in the room. The dim light cast a layer of blurred light and shadow on the position behind the sofa.

It seemed that someone was sitting in it.

The author has something to say:

With a fever and swollen fingers, I knelt down and wrote a chapter with the desire to vomit. I am also pitiful.