The rosy-haired boy tore off a hairpin from his head.

His figure disappeared into the living room.

The surrounding energy field collapsed, and Saiki Kusuo appeared outside the atmosphere.

The current time is 10 minutes ago.

According to the previous time period, he originally scanned around the earth for a week through clairvoyance in the room, but found nothing abnormal.Several artificial satellites are orbiting around this blue planet as usual.

He looked at the earth, the white-haired boy was talking with Saiki Kurumi, and Saiki's mother was happily introducing him into the house.

"Crack——" Saiki Kusuo was stunned, as if he heard something.

But what sound can there be in space?

Saiki Kusuo's physical strength and sensitivity are different from ordinary people.

If it is the "sound coming out" in space, in addition to the brain waves, it means that his body feels the strength of certain impacts, and his brain automatically transforms into the senses in the ordinary consciousness of human beings, such as hearing and smell.

Saiki Kusuo turned his head and saw a meteorite being crushed by another meteorite.

A scattered huge stone rushed straight at him with potential energy exceeding the first cosmic speed, no, it should be said to attack the blue star behind him!

Saiki Kusuo frowned: "..."

Wait, wait, what's going on?

How did these two meteorites collide suddenly?

Saiki Kusuo let out a breath, and stretched out his hand towards the huge meteorite that hit him.

-

"Oh, Kusuo, why are you so slow, I'll get you some cakes, talk to Komaeda-kun."

Qi Mu's mother walked into the kitchen holding her cheek alone, leaving only two male high school students looking at each other in the living room.

Nagito Komaeda sat on the sofa with a smile on his face.

"Ah, hello Saiki Kusuo-kun, I'm Komaeda Nagito."

Komaeda introduced himself to the boy in front of him in a friendly manner.

The boy opposite did not respond to him.

He paused, and asked with a bright and direct tone: "Eh? Is it my illusion? I don't think Qi Mu-jun doesn't seem to want to see me very much? Hmm... did I do something bad?"

Komaeda looked up and down

Fang didn't seem to think that his wanton gaze would be a little offensive.

"Ah, sure enough, let me explain in detail the purpose of my coming here..."

Halfway through his speech, he was about to continue, but Saiki Kusuo interrupted him: "You are Komaeda Nagito, in your words you have the talent of luck, but I'm not interested in it." Saiki Kusuo looked on Indifferently, he looked at each other.

Komaeda Nagito looked a little surprised by his own words.

The eyes of Saiki Kusuo under the green lens are not very bright:

"You have no memory of what happened in the cafe."

"I picked up Kunio Saiki's work card by accident this afternoon and sent it over. But this is just a small episode for you, and you don't care about it. It's getting late now, and you plan to go back and want to sleep well."

Saiki Kusuo snapped his fingers.

Komaeda Nagito was slightly taken aback.

Hey, did he just leave a god?Komaeda paused, what did he want to say?

Ah, I don't seem to remember, probably not something important.

The sky outside is a bright crimson, the sun is setting, and it’s not so early in the early summer. Komaeda thought about it, but he didn’t seem to have anything extra to stay here, and it felt good to go back far away.

"Ah, then I won't bother you, Saiki-kun." Nagito Komaeda stood up and said to the boy in front of him.

[He always looks familiar, have you seen him somewhere? 】

Saiki Kusuo didn't change his face: "[Okay.]"

[Ah, I have no impression of anything. 】

"It's getting late, goodbye." The white-haired boy smiled and waved to Saiki Kusuo.

Saiki Kusuo nodded and closed the door.

When Kurumi in the kitchen heard the movement, she poked her head out with coffee pudding and a small cake in doubt, only to see her son sitting in front of the TV.

"Huh? Where's Komaeda-kun?"

[I went home and said it was getting late. 】

"Ah, I haven't thanked Guoxiong for sending things all the way here. Why did I go so fast... I even asked him to stay for dinner or something..."

Saiki Kusuo picked up the coffee pudding.

No, you don't have to.

Komaeda Nagito walked slowly on the road alone.The red setting sun shone on the street, and everything around it turned into an impressionistic warm tone.

The young man's handsome face was a bit distressed and dignified, and he walked forward without any purpose.

The boy's voice was slightly confused: "I always feel like I've forgotten something." But he just came to this world not long ago, is there anything that he cares about?

Komaeda took his phone out of his pocket and checked the time.

It is now 7:21.

His thumb subconsciously rubbed against the screen of the phone.

The phone screen was so clean that his face could be seen.

Komaeda froze.

The white-haired boy raised his mobile phone and looked around with half-closed eyes.

His nails were round and neat, and he picked along the edge of the phone.

Nothing at all.

Nagito Komaeda: Huh?Strange, where is my mobile phone film?

The white-haired boy was walking on the road, the more he thought about it, the more he felt like he had forgotten something.

If a person's memory in a world is continuous and repeats frequently like three points and one line, it is easy for the brain to pull out a piece of past influence to make up for it.

But Komaeda Nagito was not like that, he quickly ruled out his memories of a week ago, and locked the timeline in these three days.

For three days, he was thinking about when he took off the film on his mobile phone.

The day before yesterday, yesterday, or today.

What did he do in the morning, afternoon and evening?

yesterday morning.He entered a roadside coffee shop because he was hungry.

He seems to accept a bad luck.

Unlucky things are not a big deal to Komaeda Nagito.

But this time it seemed a little different, Komaeda touched his chest, he felt that when he recalled that incident, his brain was at a loss, as if he couldn't remember the previous dream when he woke up, but his mood was still preserved.

Sweet, happy, a sense of happiness spewed out from the nerve endings, as if someone picked him up from the suffocating water and breathed fresh air.

sort of like love at first sight

Emotional expectations.

His throat was a little itchy, as if something was gushing out.

Komaeda only rarely has this type of intracranial orgasm.

Great, blissful luck befalls

"And Hope Comes—"

The white-haired boy was walking on the road in a daze, and by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at the gate of a school.

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