Immersive Script Experience Master

In the silver-white metal room, as the door opened and closed, a light lit up on the chair in the center, and a man with a standard foreign appearance sat down in front of him.

"Are you still conscious?" The man's elegant voice seemed to come from far away.

No one noticed that there was another person in the room besides the man until the person whose hands and feet were tied to the chair looked up.

The boy with short black hair opened his dull eyes, and those blood-red eyeballs were like glass beads embedded in the eye sockets.

"I hate taiyaki, it's too sweet." After blurting out, Naruto Kamiya woke up from the daze.

The situation in front of him made him a little confused. Is there such a plot in the story he designed?

Verlaine took out the hidden paper bag from the pocket of his coat, and instead of handing it to the young man, he held it in front of his eyes for a closer look: "The seal is intact, I have asked other people to confirm that there is no taiyaki on me before I came in. Taste, how did you discover it?"

"There are offset marks left when the sticker was torn off on your fingers." The boy looked at the corner of Verlaine's clothes, where there was an inconspicuous dark spot, "Your coat is wet."

Verlaine followed his gaze to look at the corner of his clothes.

"Half an hour ago, someone carried a box of shoe covers to the door, that is to say, it was raining outside. In this kind of weather, businesses usually pack a few more bags. The freshly made food is for the convenience of customers, so tape cannot be used. , Most of them choose to stick a sticker on the seal, this kind of sticker is usually easy to tear off, but it’s raining outside, and you’re a foreigner.”

The red glass beads turned to Verlaine, and he already understood what the other party meant.

Because I am a foreigner, I am not used to the excessive packaging in Japan. Most of them will remove the outer bag before returning. The rain will wet the stickers and make the stickers that are easy to be torn into a ball, so his fingers will Leaves traces of glue.

"Then, why Taiyaki?"

"It can't be ramen that can be brought in under the coat."

The blond man let out a long, heavy sigh: "Qiu Renjun, you can't always be like this, or you will lose the sense of surprise."

The boy blinked, a gleam of light leaked from the red glass beads, he bent his eyes: "Sorry."

The coldness of being stared at by something inhuman was washed away.

The peaceful atmosphere between the two almost made people overlook the state of one of them being completely restrained.Verlaine put the taiyaki on the boy's lap, as gentle as if he was a real good brother.

"Have you considered?"

"what?"

Verlaine thought he was pretending to be stupid, and looked at him with a disapproving expression, just like looking at an ignorant younger brother: "Qiu Renjun, have you forgotten? If I hadn't picked you up, you would have died there. place."

No, if Verlaine hadn't led someone to arrest him, he would have dominated the slums long ago.

......what?

"Besides here, you have no other place to go, right? Then finish your work well and continue to be so disobedient, even if it's me, I won't be able to keep you." Verlaine lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

"Does Mr. Rimbaud agree with your decision?" the boy asked cheerfully.

Verren paused, and lowered his voice: "I told you, don't get close to him."

Realizing that his reaction was wrong, Verlaine adjusted his tone and said, "Rimbaud might hurt you."

"Is that so?"

"That's right." The smile on Verlaine's face gradually disappeared.

As if he hadn't noticed the change in him, the boy said briskly, "I promise, as long as I can be friends with the person you mentioned."

The purpose of Verlaine to find this boy was to befriend someone.Of course, this candidate was not randomly selected, but the one who was the most suitable in every aspect was selected from among countless teenagers of the same age.

If it weren't for the astonishing [-]% match rate between this boy and that person, Verlaine would not have taken the risk of choosing this boy of unknown origin.No matter how you investigate, no one knows where the boy came from and what he has experienced in the past. We only know that the first time he appeared was in the slums of Yokohama.

Leaving that room, Verlaine heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the door close.

"It's amazing, a human being is 100% compatible with a god."

Qiu Renjun is—the best sacrifice that can never be found in this world.

The next day, Qiuren was taken to a room deeper by the researchers.

After multiple inspections and unlocking an unknown number of locks, he was brought into a room similar to the room he stayed in before. The only difference was that there was a thick pillar in the center of the room, which contained unknown name liquid.

After Qiuren entered the room, the door was locked again.

He looked at the liquid-filled column with question marks all over his head: "Where is the person? Where is the promised friend?"

Verlaine thought of many situations, but he never imagined that Qiuren not only couldn't see the supernatural power, but also couldn't see the mimicry they gave him.

Although they didn't see anyone, it didn't prevent them from communicating.

A voice directly appeared in Qiu Ren's brain, "Who are you?"

In a flash, he was dragged into another space, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Standing there for a while, nothing happened, he took out the sea bream that Verlaine gave him before he came in in the morning.

I don't know if it was for revenge that he mentioned Rimbaud. Verlaine wanted to give it to him even though he had said before that he didn't like taiyaki.

"Really, narrow-minded guy," Qiuren complained, and opened the bag of taiyaki, "If you don't come out, I'll eat it myself."

Only his own voice echoed in the empty space. He pricked up his ears and listened for a while. After the echo disappeared, there was no other voice.

In about a second, Qiuren felt that there was someone behind him, he didn't turn his head, and bit off the head of Taiyaki, "Who told you not to come out just now, let me be here alone, I hate it Not for you."

After a while, Qiu heard an emotionless voice saying, "Who are you?"

"Huh? Didn't they tell you?"

As soon as Qiuren jumped up and turned his head, before he had time to see who the new friend he was ordered to make was, his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

Conscious again, was awakened by the incandescent lamp above his head.

One hand was pressed against his forehead, his eyes pierced by the lamp were sore, he blinked, tears flowed down, and he was about to wipe them off, but the person sitting by the bed held down his hand, and wiped it away with his slender fingers. shed tears.

"how do you feel?"

"Verlaine? All right."

Whatever happened, he passed out anyway.

"It's fine," Verlaine covered his eyes, "as expected..."

You know, when Qiuren was lying there lifelessly covered in filthy air, he almost scared the observer to death.

The mental threshold in the test soared all the way and crossed the warning line, and everyone thought he would not be able to hold on.

"Are you scared? Do you want to give up." Verlaine stroked the boy's hair.

"No, on the contrary, I'm very interested in that person." The boy's tone was excited, like a child who found a new toy.

"That's good."

The researchers were stunned by his brave attitude of sacrificing, and sent him to that room again after a few days.

This time, Qiuren was in the room and saw a boy floating in the liquid.

The orange-red hair swayed gently in the liquid. The teenager embraced himself, half curled up, and closed his eyes quietly. The light blue liquid looked like a glowing little jellyfish under the light, surrounded by light spots The young man is so beautiful that Qiuren can't help but want to touch his face.

He really stretched out his hand, drawing the outline of the boy through the glass.

"Like a mermaid."

In the next second, the familiar darkness surrounded him, and it was the dark place before.This time, Qiuren took the initiative to look for the other party.

"Hey, where are you? Why don't you come out to see me? I thought you were ugly so I didn't dare to come out. It turned out to be very beautiful."

bump--

Qiuren tripped over a bulge that appeared under his feet at an unknown time, he stood up and continued walking as if nothing had happened, and bumped into an invisible wall again as he walked.

When he didn't realize it, the darkness quietly gathered around him, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

Gradually, he was overwhelmed by darkness, unable to move.

The snapper in his hand fell to the ground.

Eyelids are heavy and cannot be lifted.It seems that we can only go here today.

As he thought so, a hand pulled him through the darkness.