Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I opened my eyes in a trance.

"Well..." I quickly closed my eyes again.

Eyes, it hurts.

I touched the pillow tentatively, and sure enough, my hands were wet.

This time the car overturned was particularly serious, but it was not that serious. At least I figured out the cause and effect, and saved my life. The control of Sharingan is finally no longer a passive switch.

And I woke up fast, Yanrong still hasn't woken up, oh yeah!

After carefully confirming that there was no change in the contract, I breathed a sigh of relief.

...Although now I also know that Yan Rong, who is connected to a certain level of mind with me, probably, very likely, took the initiative to fall into such a deep sleep, and also took the initiative to control himself not to wake up.

'If you look like this, doesn't it seem that my half body is a failure. '

I couldn't sleep at all, I groped to sit up, found the door of the cabinet with the big naginata, and didn't open it, just leaned against the weak wooden cabinet door, and said in a low voice, "How can there be such a retreating sword like you. "

Fu Sangshen, whose name is Yan Rong, should be an open-minded, willful, and rough monk.

"I'm sorry, I'm too ignorant, and you have to accommodate me." Facing the sleeping Fu Sangshen, I seriously reflected on my actions, but then I began to complain: "...But you are also wrong. ! How can you allow me to make mistakes like this!"

I withdrew my strength and knocked on the cabinet door very lightly to express my dissatisfaction.

"Cough, anyway..."

I am very glad that he is still dormant now, because next time, if the person involved hears it, I may perform an operation of violently smashing through the ceiling on the spot and escaping from the earth overnight.

"...In short, I will change, I will really change, and you too, don't suppress your nature, we belong to each other's half body, if we become alienated because of these entanglements, absolutely not!"

I closed my eyes tightly. It is really difficult to say this kind of inner analysis. I thank the client again that he is in a state of unconsciousness and does not need to respond.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't speak, I will take him as the default!

"Well... I'm done talking, so that's all right. It should be an apology and promise before it's too late—if you don't object within three seconds, I'll take it as your acquiescence? Three, two, one! Okay, you Forgive me!" Since the person involved couldn't refute, I came to my own conclusion, and waited quietly for another minute to confirm that there was no use for any movement in the cabinet, and then I completely relaxed.

——Looks like she really fell asleep.

I rubbed my face, relieved.

So, even though what I expressed was the truth, I still felt a little embarrassed, but, anyway, it’s all about this, so it’s okay to say one more sentence, right?

After a while, my eyes could be opened slowly. I used my blurry vision to put away the blood-stained pillow towel, and moved to the bathroom in small steps.

I put my hand on the doorknob.

I stopped.

"Actually, you don't have to worry so much." I tilted my head slightly, and softly, in a voice so weak that I couldn't even hear myself, "I get along very well with you, no matter what kind of Yan Rong, I can accept it." Oh."

"Click."

The sound of locks being turned, and the sound of doors being shut.

When she first woke up, the frank and unbelievably cute human woman walked away without knowing it.

In the dimly lit room, there was a very slight sound of a knife coming from the cabinet door that had not moved.

……

I'm completely free.

Because I once thought that I was in bad luck, I carried out a series of operations in the mood of arranging the funeral, but in fact I just slept, and I returned without even half the night, which led to a lot of troubles in the future. For a long time, I have been in an idle state on annual leave and sick leave.

Faced with an unexpectedly long vacation... I was in a ecstasy dance.

The last time I took such a long vacation was when I graduated from university and reported to work. As a qualified social animal, how could I dislike the lack of vacation? Anyway, this year’s year-end bonus settlement ends before I ask for leave, so it doesn’t affect me at all. , as for next year?Let next year's me worry about it!

This year's New Year's Eve, I can lie down and do nothing, so happy——

Especially when I watched my two roommates enter the year-end hell, I leisurely drank tea at home with bandages on, and I was even happier!

"Don't push yourself too hard, Ling Huahua," the roommate who was so busy that she vomited her soul tightened her fist, "Damn it, this attitude of being so obedient while taking advantage of it really deserves a beating—"

"But he is really a patient." I touched the gauze and bandages tightly wrapped around my eyes weakly, "In this line of work, you can't work if your eyes are broken, right?"

Yes, it’s Chapter 130. I finally did what Chapter 1 dared not do. I went to the hospital and had a serious physical examination and eye treatment. With the medical certificate, I went to the health department in a dignified manner, and approved the leave note :)

As for the abnormal parts of the body?It's not a research-level test, it's just an ordinary blood biochemical routine. It's not a big problem. I'm super confident and I don't panic at all.

I showed a proud face: "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

This year's me is my own me, not the "work" me.

I love holidays!

Thanks to this blessing, I have enough time for my study plan, supplementary plan, and Japanese improvement class plan.

Then, under the blessing of the slowly recovering pupil power, I finally opened the paper that I kept for a long time.

"It turned out to be a written document." I removed the gauze, held the well-preserved paper in front of my eyes, and carefully identified the handwriting on it, "I thought this piece of paper was used to cover the golden apple... It is indeed a speech. Romani, no, is it really just a piece of paper?"

I pondered seriously for a while.

In order not to miss the hidden easter eggs that may exist, and to satisfy my curiosity that is about to overflow, I resolutely opened Sharingan at the risk of the wound bursting.

The kaleidoscope didn't dare, but the Sangouyu was barely within the tolerance range.

It turned out that my epiphany was not wrong.

This piece of paper, which is ordinary to the naked eye, is now covered with a layer of solid concepts, and the words on it are blurred with an undeniable tendency.

【——This is an impossible miracle.

Everything should be returned to the sky, and the man who turned into "Nothing" was pulled back from drifting in the sea of ​​imaginary numbers because of a one-in-a-billion probability.

"I can't help it. After all, I was asked 'do you want to eat strawberry cake', there is no way to refuse, hahaha..."

The pink-haired man smiled so helplessly, and took the hand outstretched by this world.

From now on, I will definitely survive as an ordinary human being.

This is my promise to you.

You who blocked me from the extreme sky meteor shower——]

"..."

I kept an unbelievable expression, and slowly and carefully put this moon-like subtlety and romance into the photo frame.

In the photo frame, on the completely blurred paper, a hand-painted red lingxiao flower bloomed under the meteor shower in the extreme sky, on the mud overflowing with the evil of this world.

——The unique and full-bond gift dress that Romani Archman gave to Thousand Hands Flower.

……

"It's not good." My No.30 rubbed his empty head seven times, "Did I think too much?"

Thinking about it carefully, Xingyue's world setting is similar to JUMP, and many life-and-death fetters are indeed, quite misleading?

Right?Surely I'm over-interpreting it?

I fixed my expression not so firmly, and decided not to think about it for the time being-I couldn't think of a reason anyway.

"Forget it... I'm not good at analyzing this kind of thing," I muttered, "And the chance to meet the doctor in the future should be gone, right?"

Doctors at this time must be working hard to save humanity, right?

Maybe Li Xiangjiang, who happened to be kidnapped by Space Ishtar with Matthew, might also be there.

I washed my hands solemnly, opened the FGO in my mobile phone as if I was facing an enemy, made two orders according to my experience, and tried to draw a card to calm down.

"The next time I see that face again, it will probably be the king of the king wearing a doctor's skin in his daily uniform." I said to myself, "Fortunately, my doctor is alive, otherwise my mentality will definitely collapse. ——Hey, colorful circles!!!”

I stared dumbfounded at the summoning interface, and fell into a short life of doubt.

"Wait, wait, why are you suddenly so European... No," I was shocked by my sudden unscientific luck, and realized belatedly, "By the way, this heroic spirit wearing the skin of Miss Tohsaka seems to be Was he also summoned to Chaldea alive?"

What's the matter with this increasingly bad premonition?

--No way? !

I kicked the guesswork out of my face and decided to act like it never happened.

"...Anyway, let's talk about it later, um."

……

I have a cosplay again.

The thing is like this, because I can’t bear to be paralyzed in the living room after work every day, either lying dead, or dangling around to show me that I have nothing to do, and because my existence is really too embarrassing for some people , in order to prevent such terrible things as roommates breaking up, I finally decided to go out for a walk under the gentle reminders of my two roommates.

Get out and about - point out that COS attends Comic Con.

Due to the sensation caused by "I play myself" last time, this time I carefully avoided all elements related to Naruto.

Hmph, this time I will never make the same mistake as last time!

Confidently, I selected the most ordinary-looking Ghost Slayer uniform. By the way, the purchase link was provided by "Sister Matthew" last time.

As a result, when I unwrapped the package, I not only took out the unremarkable team uniform, but also unremarkable flame haori.

I was shocked.

"Oh, that's just a return gift for the pile of notebooks you sent me." On the other end, Senior Sister Matthew's voice was very low, "It's a pity that I can't go to the exam this time."

I made a puzzled voice: "But, I can't cosplay big brother?"

"Hey, that kind of thing is not important," Junior Gu Dafu happily joined the call, "Recently, the infinite train has been introduced at Xiaopo Station, and the popularity of Big Brother has ushered in another peak. I can guarantee that the scene will be dressed like you. There are not a few young ladies, don't worry!"

"Really?" I put on Haori suspiciously.

I have to say that the workmanship is really good, it keeps warm and looks good, and it can hide knives quite well—if my Japanese katana is not a big naginata.

I glanced at Yan Rong with regret, I weighed it over and over again, and chose to give up.

Everything is to minimize the risk of exposure!

I took off the bandage, put on the sunglasses that my relatives didn't recognize, and excitedly got on the subway and headed for the venue.

Facts have proved that Gu Dafu's brother is right, wearing out of place sunglasses, no corset, and no saber, it looks weird. As soon as I entered the venue, I found that I was the most normally dressed in the cosplay of Ghost Killing Team one of.

You can always trust the cosplayers of this session!

I withdrew my foot that was about to start the coupe, and with the pride of successfully blending into the crowd, I nimbly drilled into the place where the crowd gathered.

crowd gathering!crowd gathering!Let me be healthy--

I easily got to the front, and saw Tanjiro Kamado, who was extremely restored in cosplay, playing the god of jumping fire, Kagura, the sacrificial version of the Krollo fan that was snatched from a certain stall.

"Wow—" I exclaimed with all my heart, "That's great!"

This little brother has obviously put his mind to it. The movements that appeared in several animations have been restored to a very high degree. For the rest of the animations that have not been shown, he added some Japanese-style sacrificial dance movements. The whole trip is smooth and beautiful. The "Song of Kamado Tanjiro" playing on the speaker actually seemed to have such a thing——

Or rather, it's too similar.

Even if there is no flame burning everything in the dark, and the determination to cut everything is lacking, but it is this peaceful warmth, in a trance, it seems that after the war, the only sister Mi Douzi regained her human body and gained Happiness, the boy Tanjiro who let go of his hatred, at the beginning of the first new year after the victory, stood in front of the cold and windy wooden house, and danced to the sky and the earth to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

All kinds of past events come to mind.

The first stop of the journey, those comrades who fought side by side in the dark, with courage in their hearts, howling for the light——

At this moment, being aroused by the memories of the past, I forgot everything around me, and walked a few steps forward uncontrollably.

"Sorry, can you lend me your knife?" I threw away the sunglasses that got in the way, and with a smile, I reached out to the person next to me who wore the same team as me, "I'll be fine in a while?"

The pace of moving forward continued unabated, and I naturally took over the knife handed by someone—it feels very light in the hand, but it is enough to be tangible.

enough.

Slowly, I took a deep breath.

Although I am only good at the naginata, if I just dance a piece of Kagura, the god of fire, I have the eyes that I have seen Tanjirou dance completely and coherently. It is not a problem just to copy it.

I closed my eyes slightly.

"God of Fire Kagura, One Type—"

The flaming feathers flew down in the air. I was immersed in the memory, ignoring my slightly hot eyes, and brought this sword dance to the people who really loved that world.

-

"—and then you ran away?" Senior sister Matthew and I wrapped in thick padded jackets squatted behind a certain booth, lowering our voices, "No, you just ran away after causing such a big commotion. Already?!"

"No, otherwise," I said with a dazed and bewildered face, with a bandage brought over from a certain place on my face: "Believe me, this is definitely not my intention... I just evaporated for a while—and Don't you think that group of people is scary!"

It's comparable to the army that yelled "Uchiha...hehe...Uchiha...hehe" last time!

"Speaking of which, why did you come here? Didn't you mean to prepare for the exam?" I turned my back on the guest and asked in a low voice, "You are dressed in Matthew's polar outfit, right? How much do you love Matthew!"

"It's so warm!" She put on her hat solemnly. "As for the exam, it doesn't matter. It won't make much difference if you miss a day of reviewing. If it wasn't for my quick response this time, you would be drowned again."

"..." I was speechless for a moment.

That's right, so this time, thanks to your reaction, you quickly sacrificed the poor Gudav student.

I looked at the gathered crowd and the helpless black head with pity, ignoring my aching conscience.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." I moved my feet slightly, "Are you sure you want to squat here with me, I feel that they will not leave for a while, and you don't want to go shopping?"

"You're not as good-looking as a stall or something," senior sister Matthew pushed her glasses, "Sister, to be honest, getting to know you is my biggest gain this year."

"……thanks?"

"You're welcome." She waved her hand and took out a fake fur from her backpack: "Here, put this on."

I stared at the very recognizable orange-red gradient hair color, and slowly typed a question mark: "?"

"Pretend it," she showed a shy and provocative expression, and passed the fake hair in her hand to me, "It was originally just in case, but I didn't expect it to come in handy—"

I have no choice, but I always feel that there is something weird and I can’t explain it. I took it silently, endured it, and couldn’t hold it back: "But, Mr. Purgatory with a female body is so strange, although I can indeed solve it with my current appetite 11 Bento box..."

"Hiss—" She gasped suddenly while waiting for me to change her clothes, the emphasis was completely wrong, "That title, can you please say it again!"

"Huh? Mr. Purgatory?"

"Yes, yes, Japanese, please—"

I am patient: "れんごくさん? Like this?"

"That's right, that's the tone full of stories," senior sister Matthew sighed contentedly, "I feel like I can make up 30 words just by listening to a title."

"...Oh." I looked away dryly.

With this strange sensitivity in a certain field, I am extremely cautious and dare not answer.

It seems that in the future, we should avoid addressing such as "Mr. Madara" and "Mr. Tomama" in front of her... No, in this way, many people have to avoid it!

With a serious feeling that I can't explain, I put on the hairnet and began to poke my head into the fake hair.

On the other side, Senior Sister Matthew, who was satisfied with the strange XP, answered my question: "You are talking about the character design, don't worry about it, after all, our positioning from the beginning is not the big brother of the female body."

I struggled with the fake fur.

"Look far and be bold, we can definitely focus on the girl from the Purgatory family." She announced confidently, "Isn't it reasonable to think so?"

I began to work hard to issue the card.

"Anyway, according to the camp-watching ritual that the Purgatory family has had since ancient times, since every man born is a little orange owl, it's not impossible for a girl to—"

"Tear--"

With a trembling hand, I tore off the fragile fake hair in my hand.

"What did you say—" I opened my eyes from being surrounded by orange-red hair, and heard my own trembling voice, "What, camp watching, ritual?"

"Ah, ah?" She seemed to be taken aback by me. Under the aura that I couldn't restrain, she subconsciously explained, "Don't you know? It's that owl How did you make it—”

"……what?"

"Purgatory family, when the hostess is pregnant, watch the big bonfire for 7 consecutive days, two hours a day, the hair color of the purgatory man will show flames after birth, we all call this "How the Owl Was Made" , but the popularity of this setting is not wide, you don’t know it..."

The girl's stuttering voice gradually faded away, and I felt dizzy for a while.

My memory is not bad.

At least, I have properly treasured everything about the Dream Journey.

In my memory, at the last parting, under the undefeated wisteria, a pair of golden red pupils that were always burning looked at me with emotions that I couldn't see clearly, and said:

[Purgatory House has a seven-day bonfire that is open all year round. 】

[If you are willing, I will take you to see it when you come back. 】