After writing the book, all of Yokohama wanted to hunt me down

"The moment I saw you, I was moved by the look in your eyes.

So for the first time, I had the idea of ​​wanting to be friends with someone.

Even you and I have very different perspectives on what we're all facing. 』

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability is to create a certain range of thick fog, which will automatically eliminate ordinary people, and those who are covered by the fog will be separated from their abilities to attack their bodies.

As if reflected in a mirror, the supernatural being standing opposite him has the same appearance as him.

"Boring battle."

The indifferent voice of "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" came through the mist, and the mist created by the same supernatural power was mixed together, and it had no effect on any party.

"Yeah," Shibusawa Tatsuhiko narrowed his eyes, and his red pupils showed a kind of scarlet danger in the mist, "so hurry up and end it."

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" sneered softly, "Are you in such a hurry to go to hell..."

"You're talking about yourself, right?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko retorted, "A guest who came from some world and is not welcomed by anyone."

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" realized very clearly that the person who can arouse his anger the most is really only himself.

But this does not mean that he will accept all the ridicule from himself, because he also understands, "This is what you said wrong, and Xuan Ke welcomes me very much."

For them, mutual understanding is both a weakness and a strength.

Both parties know very well what stimulates their hearts most.

"It's nothing more than a thief who steals someone else's identity."

Shibusawa Ryuhiko's voice was exceptionally cold, when he thought of Yuan Xuan not knowing where she was at the moment, and thinking that she might be alone, he couldn't contain the worry in his heart.

The guy who took her away from him but failed to protect her...

"steal……"

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" repeated in a low voice, and he suddenly laughed, "Have you heard of the "double body"? "

There is a saying in urban legends that when a phantom body with exactly the same appearance as their own appears, they will kill the real body, take their lives, and take possession of the things they hold dear.

The situation that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is facing now fits perfectly with such an urban legend.

The same individual, the same ability, at the moment they met head-on, some kind of huge and strange energy completely enveloped them.

This is a situation that cannot be explained by ordinary reasoning.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" said, "No matter which world you are in, there will only be one "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko". "

"Then I can only ask you as soon as possible..." The same voice continued his words, "Die."

In the testing equipment of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the number of abnormalities continued to rise, and they finally realized a terrible fact.

Their judgment went in the wrong direction from the very beginning.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" that suddenly descended on Yokohama is not a complete "singularity".

To be precise, he is only a part of the singularity, something that arrives in this world when the singularity descends.

The real singularity is the entire Yokohama tonight.

They focused their attention on a one-sided area, thus ignoring the changes in Yokohama as a whole. From the subtle changes that began to occur during the day, an impenetrable barrier has now been formed.

The whole of Yokohama is in an unreal realm.

They must find out the true core of this situation as soon as possible and destroy it, only in this way can they safely retake Yokohama.

But the problem now is that no one can judge what it is that turns the entire Yokohama into a singularity.

Tsujimura Fukatsuki received a communication from the headquarters organization of supernatural beings in Europe - "Clock Tower Attendant".

"Good night, Director Tsujimura."

What was revealed in the communication device was a young female face. She had beautiful long blonde hair, slightly shorter cheeks, and the tail of her hair curled inward.

"The "Clock Tower Attendant" has been aware of the situation in Yokohama, and for safety reasons, decided to send me as a commissioner to Yokohama to resolve the matter. "

Tsujimura Fukatsuki knew her identity, the guard knight of "Clock Tower Attendant" - Agatha Christie.

The scene in the monitor is zoomed out a bit, Agatha Christie is sitting on the sofa in a tailored wine red dress, and she is in a private airliner.

Before notifying the Ability Secret Service Section, the clock tower attendant's decision had already begun to be implemented.

Now it's not discussing with them, but simply informing them of this fact.

Tsujimura Shenyue looked back at the other party expressionlessly, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on her face.

Those people came to her side and left her side.

Nothing was taken away, and nothing was left behind.

At this moment, Yuanxuan had to start to face up to whether the "Shibusawa Ryuhiko" who brought her to the train was the Shibusawa Ryuhiko she knew, or the Shibusawa Ryuhiko that "Yuanxuan" knew.

Recalling what happened before, Yuan Xuan has no way to deceive herself.

——That was not the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko she knew.

Perhaps he has also disappeared, returned to his original world, or simply left her behind...

Yuan Xuan's thoughts were extremely chaotic.

She couldn't calm herself down in this situation, if she couldn't catch something, she would feel as if she was constantly falling in the cold deep sea, fear and panic engulfed her like sea water.

She shrank her body into a ball, holding her head almost trembling, but at this moment, a voice sounded from above her head.

"It's useless to show this cute look in front of me."

It is a female voice.

This diverted her attention, Yuan Xuan slowly raised her face, she saw a piece of burgundy skirt, with the lotus leaves winding upwards to form a large piece of splendor.

The woman who appeared in front of her was wearing a delicate top hat of the same color, with a smile on her cheeks, she bent slightly after Yuan Xuan raised her face, and stretched out her hands wearing black lace gloves embellished with pearls.

Such a woman full of aristocratic temperament made Yuan Xuan involuntarily retreat.

But she looked at the other's outstretched palm and the smile on her face, hesitated for a moment, and put on the other's fingers.

"It's so nostalgic..." The blond woman pulled her up from the floor, and hugged her gently, her body had a warm aura like the sun.

"It's been too long since I've seen you looking at others with such a weak posture and such fragile eyes."

She patted Yuan Xuan's back, pressed her shoulders, and the panic on Yuan Xuan's face had not faded when she looked at her, which made her squint her eyes.

"It's pathetic."

The blond woman sighed.

Perhaps thinking of those people she met before, Yuan Xuan somehow gained some confidence, she retorted softly, "I... am not pitiful."

Her reaction stunned him for a moment.

Immediately, the smile on the corner of her mouth widened a bit.

"I almost forgot the part of self-introduction, you in this world, you probably haven't met me yet?"

The blond-haired woman said, "My name is Agatha Christie. The Knight Commander of the "Clock Tower Attendants", and the partner of "You". "

In her world, "Yuan Xuan" is an existence comparable to the "transcendent" level of abilities.

——It is a very terrifying and cold existence.

When she gradually has a complete image in front of everyone, she is already a mature and powerful supernatural being.

But many years ago, when Agatha Christie met Yuan Xuan for the first time, she was just a thin and timid little girl.

Agatha Christie felt a little pity for her like this.

"The me in this world should almost arrive in Yokohama."

Agatha Christie said suddenly.

Yuan Xuan looked at her side face, as if sensing her gaze, Agatha Christie turned her face sideways.

"I'm really looking forward to it. What kind of relationship will we have in this world? Will we become enemies? Or can we also become companions?"

She was full of smiles, but she spoke with an inherent arrogance.

Yuan Xuan felt that even if they were partners in her world as she said, they were destined not to be friends.

She is not qualified to be friends with such a confident and courageous person, nor can she accept the "friendship" thrown at her by such a person with confidence.

Agatha Christie seemed to see through her mind, she said with a little regret, "I thought you would be very happy to see me."

Yuan Xuan remained silent.

"Of course," said Agatha Christie, "you must want to see him more than me."

She didn't explain who this "he" refers to, but Yuan Xuan seemed to be pinched, and a certain intuition told her that maybe it was the person she wanted to see the most.

--elder brother……

While Agatha Christie was talking to herself, there was another jolt in the carriage. Agatha Christie nimbly pulled her to the seat, hugged her with one arm, and held her tightly with the other. chair back.

When the bumping stopped, the lights in the carriage seemed to be affected as well, flickering on and off, Yuan Xuan's face turned pale, and she subconsciously grabbed Agatha Christie's arm.

Agatha Christie, who felt the weight coming from her arm, sighed, "Your dull look really makes people helpless..."

On the one hand, he said that even if she showed a weak appearance, it would not do anything to him, but on the other hand, he would protect her when danger came.

Agatha Christie's insincere behavior changed Yuan Xuan's view of her a little bit.

Perhaps they could indeed be friends.

Agatha Christie is a very nice person.

"I know what you're thinking."

The blond woman moved close to her ear, and she gently attached to Yuan Xuan's ear, "But, don't think too much about me."

Because in the world she existed in, Agatha Christie accepted the task of "executing Yuanxuan" from the attendant of the clock tower.

When Agatha Christie found her, the pink-purple-haired woman was standing by the sea alone. None of them spoke actively, as if they were waiting for a certain moment to come.

At the end, Yuan Xuan asked her a question.

"We really can't be friends anymore, can we?"

The look in her eyes at that time made Agatha Christie suddenly think of the scene when they first met a long time ago.