The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

I think it's a little too reckless for me to ask people about photos. Even though the person being asked looks very similar to the teenager in the photo, they are of different ages after all. The temporary fan friend in front of me is obviously a few years older. the same person.

Although I am also one of the protagonists in the photo, I also changed from a teenager to a young man, but obviously I don't care about the time that has passed.

But the temporary fan friend is different, his mood has obviously changed.

An oppressive aura instantly enveloped the eating area, and the chirping of insects and birds all around suddenly became silent.

Looking at the silent expression on the face of the person opposite, I feel a little guilty and guilty, I shouldn't bring up this topic, anyway, I don't care about the lost memory, even if I don't have the past, I can still live in this strange world well.

It's a little too much to test others with things that I don't even care about, so I reviewed myself.

"You scared Alice."

I stretched out my hand to comfort the tense little girl, and put my palm on her silver-pink hair, otherwise the little girl would attack her temporary fan friend in the next second.

Holding the picture book of fairy tales that she took out from nowhere, Alice pursed her lips, and I sighed.

For the sake of my weak conscience, I'd better put away the photos. Who would have thought that just an ordinary photo of the three of them could break the previous friendly atmosphere.

Could it be that life and death appear among the people in the photo?Otherwise, it won't anger the casual fan, and my thoughts began to diverge again.

As I was about to put my wallet back in my pocket, someone grabbed my wrist.

It was a temporary meal friend, he probably finally recovered from his anger, and grabbed my wrist faster than I could react.

"Where did you get this photo from?"

The temporary meal friend spat out short questions from his mouth word by word with difficulty.

I didn't answer, it's still a familiar formula and a familiar taste, because I don't know why I have these things, just as I don't know why I, who is not in this world, appear here.

It seemed that he was afraid that I would run away, and the temporary meal friend never let go of my hand.He took his cell phone out of his pocket to make a call, and got a phone that glowed with rainbow light.

Well, it's my phone.

The casual fan friend who was also aware of this problem, he put my mobile phone back into his pocket very naturally, and then took out his real mobile phone.

It looks like he doesn't intend to return the phone to me.

"Yidizhi, drive the car to Jutang, I want to see you in 5 minutes."

After the temporary meal buddies willfully assigned difficult tasks to each other, they dragged me to the service desk to check out.

Because I saved a lot of money and had a mobile phone as a hostage, I followed the other party without any objection. Alice pulled my robe and followed behind us obediently.

It took 3 minutes to check out, and 2 minutes to walk out of Jutang. After waiting for 1 minute on the side of the road, a black car that was about to catch fire came from the corner of the street.

It's really running, even if the car is driven by four wheels, it will not affect its urgency at all.

The driver, who was wiping his cold sweat with a handkerchief, got out of the car tremblingly. As he walked towards us, he said weakly, "Mr. Gojo, the time you gave is really too short."

I also feel the same way. As far as I have observed before, the traffic in Yokohama is not smooth, and even pedestrians occasionally encounter traffic jams.

The middle-aged driver, who was wearing a business suit, combed in the middle, and had a thin face, seemed to want to mutter something, but when he looked up and saw my face clearly, all the words he hadn't blurted out were lost. It got stuck in his throat, almost turning his face into a liver purple.

It feels like a frightening scene of seeing a dead person come back to life, I don't mind thinking.

"Sir, is there something wrong with me?"

Although it doesn't matter, as a living person, I am still dissatisfied with seeing the expression of "a dead person is actually a corpse" by others. Out of revenge, I deliberately accosted the other party.

Oh, I'm even more terrified now, and my face has completely turned paper white.

I am satisfied.

"Okay, Yizhizhi, drive quickly, we are going back to Tokyo now."

Not stopping me from playing a prank on the driver, the casual fan took my hand and stuffed me into the back seat of the car, and then he squeezed in too.

Because the movements are not as fast as adults, Alice had to get into the car after I and the temporary meal friend were seated. At this time, the position of the back seat is as follows. I, the temporary meal friend, Alice, always feel that something is wrong.

Along the way, other than studying me with those pale blue eyes, the casual fanmate didn't try to speak.

Because I couldn't take back the initiative of my left hand, I simply closed my eyes and let the other party look at me.

After I took a nap for about an hour, the car stopped.

Due to the weird position before, Alice didn't want to get off from her side of the car because of her depression. leave.

All of a sudden, the three people in the back seat showed a stalemate, causing the driver who had already landed on one foot to stop, not knowing whether he should get up or down.

The heat coming in from the open front door finally convinced me that I wasn't sleeping and that I didn't want to be in the sauna in the scorching afternoon sun, so I chose to open the door on the right hand side.

The temporary fanboy followed my movements and got out of the car, followed by Alice, and the three people in the back seat landed one by one.

After we got out of the car, the driver with the center split heaved a sigh of relief, then got back into the car, swung the steering wheel, and left quickly.

"I'm so scary?"

I looked at the butt of the car with only one black spot left, puzzled.

This time it was replaced by a temporary fan friend who did not answer questions.

He was still holding my left wrist tightly, and pulled me up the high steps in an almost dragging way. This time he didn't wait for Alice, but fortunately, the witty little girl stopped me His right hand followed.

The steps made of flat stones look very long, and the walk is also very long. After walking for about ten minutes, we finally reached the flat ground.

The purpose of entry is a very religious wooden building. They cover an area that is not small, and they are scattered and hidden among the dense trees.

The temporary fan friend continued to pull me deep inside. When passing by a training field, someone greeted him.

"Wu, why are you showing up at school now? Is there a new mission?"

It turns out that this is a school. Could it be that this is the college that the casual fan friend mentioned before?

There was no response to the man's greeting, and I looked back, only to see a strong panda scratching its ear.

Um?After the tiger, there appeared a two-meter-high panda that can walk upright. Is this the so-called magical world?

It wasn't until they arrived in a room that looked like a doll workshop that the temporary meal buddies finally let go of their grip.

I moved my wrist, and because I was being held in my hand all the time, the five fingers of my left hand are now somewhat poor in blood circulation.

"Principal Night Moth."

The casual meal friend reminded the middle-aged man who was addicted to wool felting, and the other party raised his head when he heard the sound.

It was a man with a trimmed beard and wearing sunglasses who was stubborn even indoors. The moment he looked up and saw me, he also showed the same look as the previous driver's "dead man suddenly cheated" look of horror.

However, it was obvious that the man named Principal Noctua Moth was in a good state of mind. Three seconds later, he returned to his previous poker face, and turned his attention to the culprit who brought me here.

The temporary meal friend suddenly became lazy at this moment, and he put his hands behind his head.

"It's a living person."

He said so.

Nonsense, of course I am a living person, a living person who can run, jump, eat delicious food and take care of children. I am a little dissatisfied with the words of the temporary meal buddy. I always feel that my race is being replaced without knowing it. up.

"is it?"

Although the night moth principal tried his best to look calm, I could still hear the turmoil in his heart.

What, is my appearance so unacceptable?

Obviously, when I looked in the mirror, I even took care of my ball head. Do you know that my outfit is the outfit of a leader who can make people offer money? People from another world are too rude.

Disregarding my personal will, the impolite conversation continues.

"Are you sure? Wu."

"I've 'looked' over it."

So do casual fans really use their eyes as CPUs?Isn't that a pair of special and beautiful blue eyes?

My intuition told me that things had begun to get out of my control, so I wisely held back my thoughts of trying to diverge, and listened intently to the conversation between the temporary meal friend and the middle-aged man.

"How many people know about this?"

"Except for Yidizhi, no one else in the magic world should know."

The magic world is another word that sounds very familiar.

"What are you going to do?"

Um?Is this going to get rid of me?

"...Let's put it in the high school first."

The casual meal friend hesitated for a moment.

Tsk, as expected, anything related to religion has nothing to do with normal. I completely disregarded the wishes of my client, and the two religious practitioners present decided my next residence.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man who tied wool felt looked at me with a complex expression that I couldn't understand, and even sighed heavily before closing the door.

I'm not dead yet, why did I make that sad expression...

After leaving the doll's workshop, the casual meal friend attacked my left wrist again.

I dodge.

Just kidding, let him pull it down, my whole left hand will really stop bleeding.

Not catching the intended target, the temporary fan friend lowered his head and looked at me, his blue eyes once again looked at my face through the sunglasses.

Cut, do you think I will soften my heart?

"Here, don't tear it apart."

I stuffed a corner of the cassock into the hand of a temporary meal friend.

His blue eyes widened for a moment, and then turned into crescent moons again. He gripped the fabric tightly, and walked happily side by side with me.

"Hey, let's scare Nitzi now~"