After taking Ryota Kise to the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai called Ango Sakaguchi.

"Ango."

"Do you have any clues? Dazai." The young man wearing disc glasses was very busy at the moment.

Such emergencies greatly increased his workload.

"That person's next plan is Chuya, or rather - Leibo Street."

Dazai did not tell Aihara Kiyoshi's name to Sakaguchi Ango, nor did Kise Ryota mention it.Although he understands that such a superficial connection can be found through casual investigation.

"Ango, send more people to Leibo Street to evacuate the residents, otherwise... what happened 15 years ago will happen again."

It is not Majin's style to foretell such a 'kind' act.

If the golden sun is dominated by Fyodor, then the leader of this round of the game is Aihara Kiyoshi.

......

Walking through the dimly lit corridor, this is Kiyoshi Aihara's third visit to the Hong Kong/Black Building.

Pushing open the door, Mori Ogai sat in a familiar position wearing glasses.Only this time, the Gravitator was not by his side.

"Long time no see, Aihara-sensei... huh? Didn't your spell student come along?" His tone seemed very surprised.

"That child..." The high school teacher walked to the opposite side of Mori Ogai and pulled the chair away to sit down, with a helpless expression on his face, "He went to my...'friend'."

The word "friend" is slightly emphasized, as if expressing the opposite meaning.

"Is that so..." Mori Ogai rested his knuckles on his chin, thoughtfully, "It seems that Aihara-sensei, you really 'trust' me..."

After finishing speaking, the current leader couldn't help but chuckled a few times, and added: "It seems that every time I see you, something big happens."

He looked at Aihara Kiyoshi, looked up and down, trying to see clearly the essence and intention of the foggy teacher in front of him.

"We've investigated that boy, and he's a blank sheet of paper. He doesn't fit in with Yokohama. Then...why did the clues of the book appear on him?"

"The only doubtful thing about him is that he has an intersection with you."

"The singularity in Saibo Street last time was caused by your students, but Pushkin is Fyodor's subordinate."

"Mr. Aihara, last time I wanted to ask - what is your relationship with the demon Fyodor?"

"Can you answer me truthfully?"

The gentleness of the current leader's pretense disappeared completely, replaced by the condescending appearance he was very familiar with and had seen in Osamu Dazai.

"When he exorcised Tian Yuan, he was fully capable of killing you."

Aihara Kiyoshi was not affected by the very oppressive atmosphere created by Mori Ogai, and his words and deeds always followed his own rhythm.

"I have only met Fyodor twice. If there is any relationship...he is another teacher of my students."

A manipulative teacher who knows all about the dark minds of mankind.

No matter what position you are in, as long as you have the same goal, cooperation will be possible.

This answer was indeed beyond Mori Ogai's expectation, but it still did not satisfy him.

The current leader raised his eyebrows, "Is that all? Mr. Aihara."

There must be some deeper connection between the two of them.

"At the moment...it's really just like this." The college teacher raised his hands and put on a gesture of surrender, but he showed an expression like pampering a disobedient child, "If you don't believe it, I don't believe it either." I want to convince you."

"For now..." the current leader thought thoughtfully.

Knowing that he won't get other answers from the young man, Mori Ogai changed the subject.

"Then... About the remaining pages of the book, if you guessed correctly... Aihara-sensei, the clue should be on you."

"It is indeed on me." The young man did not deny it.

"Oh... just admit it so readily?"

"This is a fact, and there is nothing to hide. The next round of the game is about to start, and I can't hide it."

As soon as the voice fell, new information jumped out from the terminal.

[Congratulations to everyone who successfully found the clues, I am here to announce the next message - the god will come again in the same place. 】

【The moment the space is torn apart, the story in the book will be rewritten, and a new world will come. 】

This game that attracted everyone's attention - there were only a few truly qualified participants.

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[What?Is this the end of the first round of the game? ]

[What about the answer?What is the golden sun answer? ]

[It’s a lie...God and the new world...Second disease? ]

[That... about the coming of the gods, I think of the rumors from more than ten years ago]

[15 years ago... There were rumors that Raibo Street was formed because of the appearance of Aragami]

[Isn't it because of the explosion/explosion?Don't talk nonsense]

[In short... since this person dares to send such a message to everyone, it shows that the matter is indeed true to a certain extent]

[Goosebumps are rising, what about the new world... inexplicably looking forward to it]

......

The new information received on the terminal made Mori Ogai frown—as an insider of the formation of Raibo Street, in his opinion, the young man in front of him became more and more suspicious.

"Did you do this? Aihara-sensei."

Aihara Qing didn't hide it, "Part of it."

The next moment, a sharp scalpel was held in his hand.The current leader stood up, condescending, with one hand propped on the table, the tip of the knife touched the young man's jaw and slowly slid down, stopping at the Adam's apple.

The young man did not resist, but raised his head slightly to meet Mori Ogai's eyes.

"What is your purpose? What is the connection between the fragments of the book and you?"

The mask was taken off, and the current leader's attitude was unprecedentedly serious.

"If you can't give a satisfactory answer, then...sorry."

The tip of the knife was sent forward a point, the soft skin was cut, and bright red blood dripped down the knife edge.

Mori Ogai's behavior seemed to be within Aihara Kiyoshi's expectation, even though his life was completely under the control of others, the young man did not have the slightest fear.

"I assure you that everything I have said is true."

The young teacher smiled, his eyes were softer than ever before, even with a bit of illusory fragility.

"For the lives of 70 people, and for those who died on Saibo Street 15 years ago - I have to do this."

Facing the young man, Mori Ogai's pupils narrowed slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to see clearly the truth covered by the fog.

But... how is that possible?

The figure hidden behind the black poisonous mist was not as poisonous and filthy as he had expected, but on the contrary—it was as bright as a diamond.

Reaching out to hold the blade, the flesh on the young man's hand was scratched, but I didn't care.

Aihara knew clearly that if there was no real benefit, the leader would not be shaken anyway.

He smiled and stood up, holding the edge of the knife against his heart.

"You can kill me now, but...you must also understand that even if you kill me-this will all go according to plan."

His 'companion', Fyodor the Demon, will do it all for him.

This is the 'deal' he reached with the devil.

On the night of Pushkin's arrest, the rat in the house of the dead had a new guest.

"Fyodor."

"Ms. Aihara..." The demon turned around, his face seemed very surprised, "It turned out to be you."

He took a few steps forward and stood in front of the young man.

"I thought it would be your students."

"There's no need to put on a show, Fei Jia." Ai Yuanqing's mouth curled up, looking straight into the demon's eyes, "Such a clumsy trap, your goal was me from the very beginning."

Fyodor smiled and looked at Aihara Kiyoshi, "But you are still here."

"I believe we all have a lot of doubts about each other, time is limited, don't waste time beating around the bush."

In this world, he doesn't like dealing with people like Majin, Dazai or Mori Ogai the most - it's too tiring.

"Let's sit down and talk, Aihara-sensei."

There are two high chairs next to the round table and coffee table. On the table is a black and white checkered board, on which two young people are sitting opposite each other.

The moonlight shines through the colorful flower windows and becomes the only light source in the room.

"Fyodor, in front of Tian Yuan, you obviously had the opportunity to kill me, why didn't you do it?"

"I'm not a murderous monster." Lowering his eyes, Fyodor never let go of the corner of his mouth, and rubbed the wooden chess piece with one hand, "Because... I found a surprise."

The devil's expression was a little fanatical, and a strange light shone in his eyes.

"I saw another world from you... Aihara-sensei."

A world without supernatural powers - built by ordinary people.

......

Hong Kong/Black

Facing Mori Ogai, the pain from the knuckles of the palm was completely ignored.

"Mr. Mori, I can tell you something, in exchange - release Tachibana, that kid is not suitable to be a mafia at all."

The only purpose of Mori Ogai recruiting Tachibana is to check and balance him at the right time.

The so-called - weakness.

The two ends of the balance are constantly swinging, and finally, new weights are put on it.

"Yes, if the information you give is of sufficient value."

What's more, if such a chess piece is used once, it will almost reach the expiration date.

The current leader put away the scalpel again, wiped it with a clean white cloth, and smiled at Aihara Qing.

The mask was put back on.

"What do you want to tell me, Aihara-sensei."

Taking out a clean white handkerchief, Aihara Kiyoshi wiped the blood on his fingers slowly.

"Mr. Sen, do you know when the curse spirit really appeared in this world?"

"When did the curse spirit appear? I don't know the history... Aihara-sensei..." Immediately, Mori Ogai's pupils shrank suddenly, and even his eyes widened slightly, "The real...appeared time ?”

An incredible guess floated up from the bottom of my heart.

"Could it be..."

The smile on the face of the college teacher became more real, "A month ago, when the conjuration community cooperated with the port mafia to capture the special class."

At that time, the two worlds were completely integrated.

Just like the original world that Aihara Kiyoshi was in - the world of spells was covered by this world.

That's why the high-level executives of the unorthodox conjuration world became completely unofficial—they were easily arrested and resolved by the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Some secret shackles were broken, and Mori Ogai held his breath unconsciously, and only sighed in the end.

"This is really... a very big shock..."

Without giving the current leader a chance to buffer, Kiyoshi Aihara smiled and spoke again in a joking tone.

"Guess again, when was my real birth time?"

The spider lurking in the dark finally begins to weave a web called lies.

Sorry, Mr. Mori.

As a reward for threatening Tachibana, you can help me complete the setting about the "singularity".

There was a hint of malice in the youth's pure black eyes.

"Sir, I was born two years ago as a singularity of world fusion."

"But, a month ago, I saw another world - a tragedy where 70 people lost their lives."

"Occurred in Kanagawa, the Kagutsu crater caused by the fall of the sword of Damocles."

"Coincidentally, Mr. Mori—the tragedy happened on the day when Leibo Street happened."

With one hand propped on the tea table, Aihara Qing leaned over to get closer to the current leader.

"The world told me - the page will appear the moment the world fully merges."

The young teacher and the man looked at each other, their noses almost bumping into each other.

"And I'm the only one who can write new stories on it."

Aihara Kiyoshi lowered his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

He distanced himself again, condescending.

"Do you want 70 people to die in Kanagawa, or... choose to save the people who lost their lives in Saihachi Street 15 years ago?"

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