Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

On the back streets of China Street, the surrounding crowd seemed to be guided by something, and they walked to both sides in unison, leaving the middle street empty.

Pedestrians came in groups of twos and threes, and it was rare to see the type of people wandering alone, but both passers-by and surrounding shops all turned their attention to the very tall man in the center of the street, with a worried and vigilant expression on his face, some The man even took out his mobile phone and whispered to the people around him, as if he was considering whether to contact the police.

And the fundamental reason for this is that the man who doesn't look like a good person is carrying a person on his shoulders, a young boy who doesn't look very old.

But because the other party was walking on the street swaggeringly and the people on the other party's shoulders did not seem to be struggling, the people who wanted to call the police were a little hesitant for a while, and just stood on both sides of the street to watch.

In the focus of everyone's attention, Yayoi Komdai, who was carried on his shoulders like a sack, jumped out of the well sign on his forehead, squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, and asked in a low voice: "Can you let me down?!"

"Let you down so that you can slip away like a mouse?" The man who didn't care even if he was being watched by everyone pulled out his ears, and then slapped the ass on the shoulder of the young boy who was trying to struggle, lazily He said, "Don't move."

... Nima's.

Gritting his teeth, Yayoi Konodai lowered his head and stared at his heels on the ground. Because of the gravity and the brain started to congest and lack of oxygen, he felt that he couldn't think anymore, and his ears and face were so hot that he could fry eggs.

So when will these guys be able to consider other people's feelings, shit!

What is this shame PLAY's public performance? !

You said you didn't know me at all, okay?Please respect what other people say, okay? !

Komdai Yayoi, who was forced to play dead on Shier's shoulder in the Zen Academy, gritted her teeth in her heart, wishing she could give this guy a hard blow with a sharp weapon in her hand.

It wasn't until we got out of China Street and came to the intersection with less traffic outside that the Zenyuan Shier let the man off his shoulders, and then saw the young man back away like a little mouse as expected.

He raised his eyebrows, stood on the spot with his hands crossed over his chest, and stared at the vigilant look on the young man's face with great interest.

Yayoi God: "..."

He cleaned up his emotions, stared at the other party expressionlessly, and then said in a cold tone: "Who are you? I don't think I know you."

"Hmph..." Zenyuan Shier snorted softly, and there seemed to be a contemptuous emotion in the hum, as if to say, you continue to pretend, and I will see how far you can pretend.

Yayoi God: "..."

He sneered in his heart, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly pressed a few numbers expressionlessly.

"Hi, hello, I'm reporting that someone here is trying to kidnap and attack minors."

Zenyuan Shier: "..."

stinky boy.

Zenyuan Shier, who didn't expect him to call the police, twitched the corners of his mouth after hearing the young man's extremely fast call to the police, and walked over speechlessly.

Yayoi Kojiro walked backwards, holding the phone while looking at him vigilantly, "Don't come over, I've already called the police, the Public Security Bureau is just around the corner, if you..."

"Ha." Zenyuan Shier let out a mocking sound, and his figure disappeared in place at once.

Yayoi Kojiro's eyes were fixed, and she ran forward very alertly, but she was caught by a hand by the back collar, and she was forced to stop after only two steps.Chanyuan Shier was behind him holding his back collar like catching a cat, laughing out of his mouth.

"You run another one and let me see?"

After speaking, he pursed his lips, signaling the boy to move quickly.

Yayoi Kojiro was so angry that he cursed repeatedly in his heart, he couldn't help sweeping his backhand in anger, and said in a solemn voice, "Let go of me, I don't know you at all!"

Zenyuan Shier blocked the young man's angry fist, curled his fingers, clenched it tightly, and then looked at him with a funny face: "Why are you becoming such a waste now, that's all? To beat mosquitoes?"

Yayoi God: "..."

roll! ! !

Seeing him struggling to get out of his hands, Zenyuan Shier clicked his tongue, clasped the boy's arm on his back, then raised the other, raised the knife in his hand, and slammed it on the boy's neck unceremoniously. After a while, he carried the fainted person and stuffed it into the taxi that stopped beside him, turning a blind eye to the driver's terrified eyes, and reported the driving location on his own.

He turned his face and looked down at the unresponsive boy who was stuffed into the back seat by himself and his eyes were closed tightly. He clicked his tongue, muttered a few words that no one could understand, and then glanced at the driver.

The driver immediately sat up straight and started the car without looking sideways.

……

I don't know how long it took, Yayoi Kojiro finally crawled out from the darkness, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the extraordinarily warm rooms decorated around her, which looked like an ordinary bedroom.

The window is opened with a little gap for ventilation, and a gentle breeze blows in from the window, causing the curtains on the side to shake slightly. Outside the window is a garden full of flowers and green plants, and there is a clear space next to it to dry clean clothes. Look at the style of the clothes , should be worn by teenage boys.

Yayoi Kojiro was silent for a while, don’t look into the room at the beginning, there are some manga and game cassettes on the bookshelf against the wall, and some professional-looking books, and there is a computer on the desk below, next to the computer A photo frame, which is hard to see because of the reflection.

Yayoi Kojiro got off the bed, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and walked to the desk, but the photo in the frame was not what he thought.

The person in the photo is not Chanyuan Hui, but him.

To be precise, it was him in the game.

I don't know when the photo was taken. At that time, he was wearing working boots, leather gloves, and a sun hat, pulling out weeds in the yard expressionlessly.Hui, who was only two or three years old, squatted aside and handed him a four-leaf clover in his hand. Reina stood a little further away, looking at them with a smile on her face.

That was when Linnai's health was not so bad that she had to be hospitalized. He took advantage of the time when the young master was in school and came to help Linnai take care of Huihui, and by the way helped her with some chores that she was not easy to do alone.

Looking at the scene in the photo, Yayoi Kojiro slowly lowered his eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the built-in wardrobe that was not closed. The clothes hanging inside looked familiar. He couldn't help but looked up, and then found that .

That's his.

It was the clothes he wore before, because it was a style from a long time ago, and it was a little different from the current ones, so it was easy to identify. Apart from those, there were also some new clothes that were obviously purchased according to his preferences.

Yayoi Kojiro raised his hand, pressed his chest, and sighed helplessly.

...What are you doing... Make it seem like this is his room, which makes people feel sentimental.

He shook his head, turned around and walked towards the door.

"...I said it all, no smoking at home! Shir!"

As soon as he opened the door, he heard a vague quarrel from downstairs. Yayoi Komyo twitched the corners of his mouth, walked along the corridor to the stairs, and saw a woman with short hair holding a vacuum cleaner in one hand and a fork in the other. Yao stood angrily at the stairs downstairs, his side face looked fierce.

"What's the matter? Anyway, that brat Hui is not at home." From the other side came the lazy and unmotivated voice of Zenyuan Shier, because of the angle of view, Yayoi Kojima couldn't see what that person was like now, but You don't need to look to know, it must be slumped on the sofa like a salted fish with a refunded face, watching the horse racing channel with a cigarette in its mouth.

"Even if Hui is not here! Little Moon is not yet an adult! What if he is exposed to second-hand smoke!"

"Tch." Zenyuan Shier smacked his tongue in obvious displeasure, and then muttered, "That guy doesn't care, he's smoked enough second-hand smoke, he's used to it by now."

"Lina, I'm hungry, help me cook a bowl of soba noodles." The man's elongated tone was slightly smiling, his voice sounded a few degrees lower than before, and it sounded like a cello playing at night in his ears, deep and low , Elegant, and somewhat bewitchingly profound.

"...Really, there is really nothing I can do about you." Zenyuan Rena complained, and put down her hands on her waist. Yayoi Komyo could obviously see that she had a little more pink, and she couldn't help but feel a little: ...

Weren't you still angry just now? ?

Zenyuan Linnai, who was about to take the vacuum cleaner to the utility room, turned her head and saw the expressionless young man standing on the stairs. A look of expression turned into a very happy smile.

"Little Moon, are you awake?"

"Are you hungry? I'm planning to go to the kitchen. Do you want to eat soba noodles? If you want to eat something else, you can tell me. There are a lot of ingredients at home, so you can eat whatever you want."

Yayoi Kojiro lowered his eyes at the other party's joyful question, and slowly went downstairs.

Ling Nai of the Chanyuan looked at him with a smile, her eyes were as gentle and delicate as the spring breeze, and she just watched him go down the stairs step by step.

Yayoi Kamiyoi always thought it was weird.

Why among these people, no matter who they are, they all seem to be well-adapted, as if their memories are wrong, and those who have wrong memories...

It's him.

The room cleaned on time, neatly folded clothes, the games he often plays and the comics he likes to read, the carpet that is specially laid in the room because he doesn't like to wear shoes, and the photo frame on the table.

It's as if, he's actually been living here all along, living an ordinary and simple life with Shier and the others, playing games when he has nothing to do, going to the yard with Huihui, helping Linnai with some housework, and doing some housework when he's free. Go out on quests with Shire.

Yayoi Jindai walked down the stairs, Zenyuan Rena looked at him with a very gentle smile, and asked softly: "Do you want to eat croquettes? There are still some potatoes left from yesterday's cooking. If you want to eat, I will make it."

Kojiro Yayoi noticed that the fingers holding the vacuum cleaner seemed to tighten a little when the other party was talking, so he retracted his gaze and looked at the person in front of him.

There seemed to be a cautious emotion in those watery eyes.

Yayoi Kojiro's eyelashes trembled, as if he suddenly understood.

It's just... the game and reality cannot be reduced to the same thing.

They didn't have any communication with each other in their original life trajectories. Although I don't know why he was selected to enter that game to have contact with these people, but...

The selves they remembered... were dead.

Even if he didn't want to believe it, he already...

died.

The author has something to say:

Brother Sheng: I'm dead

Wu Wuzi and Jie Ge: No, you didn't.

uncle:?Didn't you just reincarnate?Let me see who dares to touch you.

Brother Sheng: ...

Rest in peace, thanks :)