K-type Mage

Both conjurers left.

The warm yellow light in the bookstore brought out the shadows of various objects in the house, and also made the young man lying on the sofa with his eyes closed look pale like a lifeless dead.

"It's really bad." Yuan Shen put his hand on his forehead and muttered to himself.

Why can Eun choose to stand on the opposite side without hesitation?Although he himself is not qualified to say so.However, no matter how well concealed it is, there should be a little bit of emotion—it should be.

...Sure enough, you can't be so arbitrarily relieved when you can't see anything wrong?Or maybe, on purpose?

He turned over sleepily, and buried himself in the pillow with a bit of a headache.

"...It's time to pick up Guizhi."

*

"What did you find out? Mr. Maoshu." The young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground tinkering with wood and knives asked quite naturally when "Maoshu" walked in, "Have you seen the "Six Eyes"? "

"..." Mao Shu walked in from the door with an ugly look on his face and asked instead, "What are you doing?"

"Gift." You En said, with a brisk tone, with a wooden doll in his hand, "Hahaha, I really miss it. He was the one who taught me how to carve—although it was very easy to learn."

He put down the carving knife and looked at the blurred puppet with satisfaction, with a happy light in his eyes.

The next second, the puppet started to move: supporting the young man's hand with two arms, he swung his lower body up, jumped to the ground with great effort, and then put his hands on his hips, silently saying "ready to go".

Eun looked at it with his chin resting on his face, smiled and stretched out his hand to flick its forehead, his tone turned at the end: "Go, my best friend is always duplicity, wouldn't it be better to accept the reality earlier?"

"—Obviously he said it was the enemy first."

The puppet nodded, jumped up and burrowed into the ground, acting like an arctic fox, and disappeared in place as if submerged in water.

Mao Shu stood at the door with a thoughtful expression on his face: "I don't quite understand your thoughts."

This brain-type curse spirit occupying the human body is quite jealous of this guy who came to him, but seeing the series of actions of the other party since he appeared, even he was confused.

Aimless behavior, free-wheeling attitude, and the so-called "best friend" are more like the best actors he has followed--the chaos and malice that will be hated no matter where they are.

He can even think that the experience and relationship between the other party and his "best friend" are essentially just a pastime for this guy to pass the time.

What a pity, that source is deep.The best friend who blindly believes in resurrection, even if he becomes an enemy, can't do anything. He naively misses the beauty of the past, but he doesn't know that the other party is a beast with claws and fangs hidden from beginning to end.

——Obviously such a powerful person.

Thinking of this, he sneered from the bottom of his heart.

Eun didn't know when he stood up. The material of the black robe was unknown, and the brim of the hat and the corners of the sleeves were embroidered with dark golden patterns.It was the clothes he wore every time he appeared in front of Yuan Shen, but on that New Year's Eve, he changed into standard modern clothes.

He raised his eyes to look at his partner, and said with a smile, his tone was gentle: "You seem to be thinking about something very rude, Mr. Maoshu."

"It's best not to make unfounded guesses about the matter between me and him."

He laughed, and the arc of his smile was weirdly clumsy at this moment, but it also had a kind of innocent childishness.

"——That person, although he is very soft-hearted, is not an idiot."

"How do you think I am trusted by him?"

Mao Shu stared at his smile, his pupils constricted in shock.

This smile...is too familiar.

Even if it's a completely different look.

During several observations, Yuan Shen in his normal state would show such a smile: hearty and harmless, childish when he blinks, a carefree young man.

"Guess it? You're so smart." The foreign youth bent his eyes, clapped his hands, and smiled slightly, "I miss a certain smile and performance, but I can't find the memory of where it came from. It's a matter of course when I'm at a loss Will it make you feel good?"

"It's really a sad thing." He said this, but his expression and tone were completely opposite to the content of the words, and he gradually became excited, "Experiencing unbearable pain with a human body, that person—— is my favorite right now. toy."

Mao Shu: "..."

The speculation was thus confirmed.But a weirder feeling emerged again—it was too easy.

It's so easy that I can't believe it.

Villains always think too much.

In the past, Eun simply expressed his thoughts and seemed to be indifferent. He felt that his "friendship" with Yuan Shen was false from beginning to end; now Eun frankly admits that he treats Yuan Shen as a toy, and he feels that the other party is doing it for the sake of Yuan Shen. The so-called gods behaved like this on purpose.

He felt like he was being tricked.

Especially when Eun saw that he was silent, he smiled brighter, took a step forward, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Will you believe me when I say that? Mr. Maoshu."

He walked towards the door with brisk steps, and waved his hand when he passed the silent "partner": "I'm out, if you want to make trouble, remember to contact me, but I don't think you will act soon after you failed once." ,Right."

This is a rotten building.

There are no concrete walls and railings outside the door, and construction waste is scattered on the rough concrete floor.The wind at the top is always bitter, and it brings a bone-chilling chill in the depths of winter.

The young man in black robe strode forward with big strides, the hem of his robe fluttered in the wind, like an ominous black bird, he jumped out, and then disappeared.

"Maoshu" who turned around and looked at this scene had a difficult expression.

"Was he lying just now?" The newly born curse spirit turned slowly from the other side, with pure puzzlement in his strange-colored eyes.

"The real man." Naohua called his name warningly, "I told you not to contact him in private."

"What's the matter, isn't Eun our partner?" The newborn mantra was naive and cruel like a child, "He's not a human being, and he won't cooperate with humans no matter what purpose he has—this is very obvious." As he spoke, he showed a dejected expression, "Speaking of which, the monster he gave was very interesting... but the transformed product was burned directly. What the hell is going on with that man!"

"Who knows...even if it's a human, it doesn't know what kind of monster it will grow into." Naohua said, with a smile on his face again, curling up and down his fingers hanging by his side, trembling nervously.

A human being who could be called a monster.

……Interesting.I really look forward to it.

The world is extremely chaotic, and there are many possibilities for human beings, but no one has come to an end.

The real person who sat on the side chair looked at this "companion" occupying the human body, and shook his legs.I'm so happy, it's clearly the enemy.what do you say that is?It's... "Yuan Shen".

*

"..."

Yuanshen, who was staring at the cake in the window, somehow felt that he was being talked about. After thinking about it, he thought that this was not a good omen.

Five days have passed since I went to the Yokohama sewer with Nanami Kento that day.

The time was short, and he didn't have the time to think over and over again the questions that he couldn't think of the answer to, and continued to live the daily life of retirement at a leisurely pace.

To be honest, it has only been a few months since he adopted Natsume Takashi, but judging by the attitude of that guy, Eun, it seems that if he doesn’t want to involve the child, he has to arrange him well; cause trouble.

Even if people do a good job of protecting people, despicable people will always get a chance to do it.

It's really troublesome, not only humans, but anyone with self-awareness is like this---.

He finally picked a cake.

It's been a really bad day.The two-hundred-year-old man said with emotion that he used to have a part-time job as a student on Earth, and he could occasionally travel during vacations; in other worlds, he rarely had free time, either to study for his life or to let others study for his life. Now here I am living a very interesting retirement life.

...is too interesting.Sometimes the best way to solve a problem is not to care about it, and he is almost thinking that if he really makes up his mind, he will have to "transfer love".

He took the packaged cake out of the dessert shop.

Today's weather is very good, the sky is very blue, and the sun shining on the body is the warmth from the depths of the soul.

Leaving the bustling commercial street, the black-haired young man who turned into the field walked slowly on the path with withered grass and decay, taking a walk as comfortably as he could.

Although the elderly usually stay on the sofa in a bookstore with no customers at this time, cultivating their sentiments with books, but occasionally they have the idea of ​​taking a walk in nature.

Natsume Takashi has already started school, and after becoming friends with Fugurohui, the child has become less restrained and worried all day long that his guardian will not like him.

Seeing the changes in the child, Yuan Shen is very gratified. He has already forgotten what he was like when he was a child, but he is very appreciative of things like socializing with others, perhaps because of the mentality of the elderly.

This is Yahara, Kumamoto Prefecture.

Walking along the path and approaching the forest mountain, you can see continuous streams surrounding the mountain, and there are also old stone bridges connecting the two banks. The yellow moss looks like a stain on the stone surface.

Natsume Reiko used to live here.

It's hard to say why Yuan Shen came to the place where the girl last lived now, decades after she had died, after spending less than a day with that girl.

After all, in the 200 years of adventures in other worlds, the traversers have witnessed the disappearance of countless lives, even including the only true friend and like-minded partner.He should have gotten used to death.

But this kind of thing is not very good when you get used to it.The reverence and cherishment of life, the grief and voice of others, if you lose and cannot hear these, then you are the biggest bastard in the world.

The dead branches of the cold winter are attached to the tree tremblingly, wilting like an old man in the swirling cold wind.The black-haired young man walked across the stone bridge and walked along the rocky beach. The stream that receded exaggeratedly below the water level was still flowing quietly, and occasionally a piece of fallen leaves and dry grass floated along the water.

He seems to be wandering around indefinitely, occasionally stopping under a tree, picking up a hazelnut left by a squirrel and throwing it into his pocket; child behavior.

At last he stopped on a cliff, from which he could see the winter forest below, and the winding river, and the houses and fields beyond.

I don't know when, the traveler fell in love with looking at the distance and the sky.Especially the high places, where everything is out of reach, as if far away from that world.

Yuan Shen stood on the cliff, looking at the distant scenery silently, like a statue closed in place.

The wind kept on, like a never-ending cry.

Then he turned around.

The rattling puppet emerged from the path he had walked before and appeared in his sight.

"..." The black-haired young man's fingertips trembled slightly.