Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

"..."

The world overturned by Blizzard did not give an answer.

The double-sided photos buried the streets, and it didn’t take long before they flooded the roofs of cars, swallowed up street lights and empty shops and buildings, like a paintbrush covered with pure white paint, ruthlessly erasing what should have been. street view.

If the heavy snow is given a little more time, the suspended building will disappear, and the erratic Ferris wheel will also fall.

The distorted inner world will be empty and white.

however.

Facing the "missing" that seemed to be fully revealed, Qian Mu shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Finally, I clearly realized how troublesome I am 'myself'."

"Even if it's 'myself' who came here, I still refuse to show my true heart."

Yuan Qianmu's heart is elusive, and the world transformed by subconscious mind has also perfectly inherited it.

He can even lie to himself, every time.

What is hidden by Daxue at this moment is the real thought in the heart of "Yuan Qianmu".

Not going down and not wanting to go up again, Qianmu simply sat down, propped his elbows on his knees, rested his chin, and looked down at the rising snow line.

The world wants to drive him away.

Countless times in the past, he had left, not wanting to face his deepest fears—or something else.

This time he didn't intend to leave.

"Xue" retreated faintly when he was about to pass him, but he suddenly stood up and jumped without hesitation.

The invisible stairs are fake, the overwhelming snow is fake, and the engulfed street scene is also fake, and the truth is only revealed when he falls to the ground suddenly.

Where there are shadows of buildings or Ferris wheels, the subconscious world is a square space, and there is nothing in it, except the "person" who has stood for an untold amount of time.

A man with a blurred face.

The same red hair, the same red eyes, and the same white windbreaker, if his face is clear, his appearance will be almost the same as that of Qian Mu who is walking slowly.

Of course it can't be exactly the same.

The man standing still was pale and haggard, and the windbreaker could hardly restrain his figure that was about to crumble into sand. Although the man walking was still slender, it was obvious that he was no longer a broken man who might be pushed into the cliff by the strong wind at any time. The stone, silently transformed into a lonely and powerful cliff.

Qian Mu stopped in front of "myself", raised his hand to pinch his chin, and lifted it up slightly so that he could see more clearly.He who was already a little taller than "myself" made this movement not abruptly.

"..."

"Well, that's right."

His eyes darkened for a moment, but then he smiled.

"Let me just say, how could I forget. The culprit who caused my own death once will never be forgotten in hell."

"Although the feeling of analyzing myself is more uncomfortable than I thought... But, it's good to wake up in time."

What I am afraid of is never forgetting, whether it is forgetting those people myself, or those people forgetting him in the years.

The latter may not have been considered at all. If the possibility of forgetting them, there is a one or two percent—no, too little, mention ten or twenty—the possibility of them forgetting him can only be zero.

He doesn't care whether he will be remembered in the past, but after being forced to pay a huge price, he can forget others, but he will never allow others to forget him.

In the past, it was the spark of life that was tightly held on and refused to let go. Now that the fire has been thrown away and replaced by something else, it is natural to hold on to it desperately and will not let go. Those people will not let it go if they have opinions. They asked for it. of.

Yuan Qianmu is such an arrogant and willful person.

Therefore, what he really hesitated and feared was——

The slender index finger wrapped in black leather gently slid and rubbed under the jaw of "myself". Qianmu looked at "him" as if he was staring at his own heart, so as to dig out the most unwilling thoughts in his heart.

"Became unrecognizable yourself, isn't it?"

he questioned with a smile.

"You think it's you who will be eroded by time and boundaries, don't you?"

"You don't trust your patience, and you're not sure how long your feelings will last. In case one day, they respond to the [-]% or [-]% probability, become no longer important, lose their color and value, and change from diamonds to diamonds. into gravel, is it?"

Through a layer of haze, the thin and frail man looked back coldly.

This inner projection would not move at all, but at this time, "he" showed a mocking smile, as if he was asking indifferently: My thoughts are your thoughts, and my hiding is your avoidance. What anger qualifications?

"...Yes, I don't have the qualifications."

Qian Mu seemed to ponder for a short while, but the next moment was dull, and Yoyo let go of "myself".

He thought, it's really unpleasant, it's really unpleasant to be ridiculed by "myself" after analyzing it to such a deep place.

But this is indeed a hidden danger that he has to admit.

Subconsciously store the cut pages of comics, start to talk to himself frequently, and then slightly reduce, keep coming to the shallowest inner world, staring at the Ferris wheel in the sky and everything under his feet... It all shows how much he cares about what he has seen. Those who do not reach.

It is deeper than thought, deep enough to take root in thought, and it has affected every aspect of him who has been reborn.

The impact is so heavy... It's not difficult to accept it. It's not important, so how could he accept death willingly.

However, Qian Mu didn't expect that after the resurrection, his life span was successfully extended, which doesn't mean that he can safely wait for the moment of reunion, that is, after the script, what he has to fight against is "Jie Rong" itself.

The first is time.

The first few successful Jie Rongs lasted no more than a year, and even under his deliberate control, they could end in just a few months.

Based on this premise, the nine years spent in the failed world of "Detective Conan" have the deepest traces and the most significant meaning. There are people who he cares about and also care about him, and other worlds will never be able to surpass.

It was different later on. If he was unlucky and encountered some troublesome world, even if he tried his best to speed up the plot, he would still lose a lot of time.

If Jie Rong is used for more than one year, after the fusion, the real world will return to the time point before Jie Rong started, and his body age that has increased during Jie Rong will also be eliminated, and only the memories of actual experiences can be preserved. And the Jie Rong product after the selection.

It feels weird.

It is obviously a 20-year-old body, but what is stuffed into it is a soul that has experienced too much.

Qianmu has made a judgment, his mental age has not aged too much, he is still quite young and active, but every time he returns to reality, he will have a sudden feeling that the world is not over yet, and he is constantly changing .

Now, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't bother to overcome the terminal illness. He can survive for ten years by relying on the advanced version of the life-sustaining medicine, so slow down, start a boundary fusion at will, and prolong the plot time. In that world Ten years have passed leisurely, Jierong has ended, time has returned, and death is still out of reach.

The years accumulated slowly can far exceed the upper limit of human lifespan, and he will not be old, and his body will still be young after returning—isn't this equivalent to an alternative "immortality"?

Most of his long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. In theory, he can really wait slowly, waiting for the world that does not know where to come again.

But... the endless and long wait, at that time, is there still enough meaning?

The reason why those people are important is not only that they are sincere enough to try to get close to his heart, but also because of the timing.

Before meeting them, Yuan Qianmu had nothing and never opened his heart. He was too lonely to be melted by a little warmth. They gave him five points, and he returned them ten points, even at the expense of putting himself in it.

It's different now, because Yuan Qianmu has everything.

In reality, he has relatives and Agu. In the worlds that come one after another, the most indispensable thing is warm-hearted and good people.

He has regained his health and is no longer subject to the script. As long as he wants, he can reach out and get everything he wants. Jie Rong is still persevering in changing him. He is not sure what he will be in the future Ideas, what it will look like.

Qian Mu thinks that he still thinks about these issues now because the colors over there are still bright, and he can't help but feel regretful when he thinks that it may fade one day in the future.

When the color really fades and that world really comes back, he won't regret seeing those familiar but colorless people.

At that time, they should not recognize him. In order to avoid embarrassment, he may wear a mask that no one can see through, successfully complete the intersection of the process, and then calmly start the next fusion...

The pale "self" in front of him suddenly pressed his heart, his brows were furrowed, as if he felt a stabbing pain from somewhere.

"Don't worry, we haven't reached that point yet, this is just a possible assumption."

This troubled man comforts "himself".

The fault of making countless worst predictions before taking a step can never be corrected in this life.

And the problem of getting more entangled and making more decisive decisions will never be corrected in this life.

"I'm very angry... We are the most qualified to be angry, you can't deny it, can you?"

"It's the fault of those guys who don't know what to do in the comics. I didn't ask them to take away the excessive principal and interest. It's not bad, but I was free and easy, and threw all the messy entanglements to me. Don't know? It's none of my business, I just know..."

"—I am not happy that I have to face endless troubles again."

After clearing his mind and adding anger, a certain emotion that he had endured for too long erupted.

Humans are accustomed to liking the new and disliking the old, not to mention that he has no sense of self-sacrifice, giving without expecting anything in return.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, but the red-haired man had a half-smile on his face: "So, I don't care about it anymore."

"I'll just walk at a normal pace, whether it's slow or fast, let nature take its course, don't be in a hurry."

"It's you who should expect me to have a good memory and patience. It's best to pray now, and pray that I don't become someone you can't recognize. Well, it will definitely change. Then there's no way. If the time comes I really didn't recognize..."

"Then... I deeply regret it?"

It's nothing, he doesn't mind at all, it's nothing more than seeing you in the next life.

"..."

"I" seemed to be shocked by the killing intent emanating from his smile.

Click, click!

Blurred to see that the pale face was suddenly cracked, and at the same time, there were cracks on the hands, feet, neck, visible and invisible skin surface, which were exactly the same as the red-haired man's body.

Boom!

The space of the cube vibrates violently, which symbolizes the great changes in the subconscious world.

Before "self" was completely broken, Qianmu smiled and asked the last question: "I think it's good, what do you think?"

"It's time for a game, a game that only I can win and never lose. Sure, it's fun."

……

"Huh? Does the sun in the real world rise from the south today? Amu didn't go 'there' for three consecutive months and was in a daze!"

"No way, the device connected to the subconscious world was accidentally broken by me three months ago, and the consciousness space has also collapsed, so I can't go there even if I want to."

"……what happened?!"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, that place is useless too. Agu, you forgot again, you're going to call me Ayuan now."

"Oh~~~ I just remembered, I'm sorry Ah Yuan, I have to get used to your new name."

Not long ago, in order to facilitate follow-up actions, Qian Mu changed a new identity for himself.

The name "Li Qianmu" has been used in the real world for another three years, and it is finally time to change it.

He didn't choose to replace the identity of a hidden person during Jierong as before, so as to obtain the safest and safest interpersonal relationship. Instead, he asked Agu to help fabricate an identity that could not be found out, and started the business from scratch.

The former is more trouble-free, but there is no need for Qian Mu to do so now.

Before leaving, he thanked his uncle's family and said goodbye after frankly admitting that he would live in a new identity.

Uncle was as silent as ever, but he obviously thought of a lot in his heart.

He probably imagined that the reason why his nephew abandoned his name was definitely related to his family. Thinking of the younger brother who was crazy about wanting to carry on the family line, the old-fashioned middle-aged man unexpectedly did not object.

But the nephew said that he had important matters, and he might only see each other occasionally in the future, and he didn't tell them the details of his new identity...

Uncle solemnly looked at the opposite man, who would not live to be more than a teenager, but now he was a grown man, and saw his peaceful but solemn expression seriously.

After realizing something, the uncle still didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, let's say you're safe."

"I will."

"Uh uh, Xiaoqianmu, you haven't graduated from college yet, where are you going?"

The cousin is holding the tablet that he usually takes with him wherever he goes, and poking his head together with the dragon boy on the tablet. As expected, he is in an unexpected situation: "Study abroad? Want to change to a foreign-style English name?"

Qian Mu's gaze turned, but before he could speak, the cousin who was sitting limply immediately sat upright. He never dared to move rashly in front of the cousin who was becoming more and more imposing.

"Dragon Boy Beast, this unreliable cousin, I will rely on you to take care of me in the future."

"Xiaohe has always been like this, hey, I'm used to it, don't worry, I'll cover him!"

"Huh? Why did you say goodbye to me to the dragon cub??"

With his own strength, he eased the oppressive atmosphere of parting, and the cousin actually knew in his heart that the cousin was hiding many secrets.

For example, he vaguely remembers the Digimon that he had and then disappeared. It happened that after he hugged his cousin's leg and cried for half a month at home, his cousin, who had been laughed at enough, asked his Agumon to "introduce" him in friendship. .

For example, the body of the cousin who suddenly recovered, and the "scar" under the clothes that have not disappeared for three years.

For example, my cousin used to seem to be chasing something in a hurry, and couldn't slow down. Recently, he finally slowed down, and he decided to travel far.

"...Oh, just, do you have to go...I don't mean to interfere with your life choices, brother, that is, I occasionally send recent photos to talk, it's not convenient to let Yagumon and Dragonboy communicate, now The internet is so convenient." My cousin lowered his brows and raised his eyes.

"If I remember, definitely."

"Family love is something that cannot be easily forgotten, hey!"

"Haha, it's rare to hear you say something very reasonable, brother. I will never forget the gift and souvenir. If it goes well... Maybe I can bring someone over as a guest in the future."

"Okay, okay, very welcome! Little Qianmu, have you finally figured out how to make friends?"

"No, it's old friends I knew before, and important people who are as important as relatives... Heh, the premise is that some people can pass the level smoothly. Let's assume that they can pass the level first. Well, everyone will come, and then we will fight , may destroy the potted plants in uncle’s yard, why not divide them into several batches?”

Cousin: "???"

Can't tell, shit, how many acquaintances does my cousin want to bring over as guests?It needs to be divided into batches!

... No wait, why are you so sure that acquaintances will definitely fight at his house?Who are the people who are coming? ? ?

Looking up at his frightening cousin who was thoughtful and had an inexplicable smile, Li Xiaohe, a sand sculpture youth, fell into a great panic ahead of time...

That is the person who is familiar with "Li Qianmu" and saw him for the last time.

Later, "Li Qianmu" and "Yuan Qianmu" both became "Ezaki Yuan".

The setting of "Gen Ezaki" is the only son of the president of a multinational pharmaceutical company. He is 21 years old and the future successor of the company. Today, he is a top student at Dongda University. Before his fictional "parents" die unexpectedly, he will be a leisurely and low-key rich second generation. .

Although multinational medical companies have just started, it is not difficult to develop. The digital world is Qianmu's greatest help. The real company is only displayed for people to see. The most important research institute is built in the digital world. Researchers are naturally suitable for it. Digimon for this job.

On the premise of not worrying about profits, the business operation is quite simple, just hire someone to take care of it, and Agu can still keep an eye on the accounts when he is empty...

"Wow! Ah Yuan, it's been assigned so quickly. Being your own boss and doing nothing, you deserve it. Did you act like a boss over there and oppress Brother Gin?"

"Oh~ Agu, you're wrong to say that, how can you expect a terminally ill young man with few days to work?"

"...Hey!!! What's the matter with this terrifying tone?? Ah Yuan, did you take the wrong medicine, Yuan?!"

"Hmm, is it weird?" It returned to normal for a second.

"It's super weird, goosebumps are coming out, matching your smile, it's scary!!!"

"Okay, you have to try to get used to it early."

Agu: "?"

Agu was so frightened that he wanted to call the police—to the police in the digital world or the police in the human world?Or report them all!

That normal...well, at most a little abnormal Ah Yuan was suddenly taken away by the lost soul!

"Oh, it's too exaggerated, and it's not so scary."

Qian Mu touched his stiff face.

His fingers landed on his lips tentatively, and he gently pulled the corners of his mouth upwards, as if he had discovered a new toy by accident, his eyes fluttered slightly, revealing a few traces of brisk joy.

"In the past, I carried the heavy pressure of a mountain on my back. I walked carefully, but I would still be approached by all kinds of troubles. I didn't stop, and I didn't let go. To be honest, I looked like an idiot."

"By this time, the pressure is finally gone, and I don't care about anyone's life or death at all. This can make me feel better physically and mentally. It's a long-overdue... long vacation."

"Be a little more comfortable, and face a flat future with a relieved smile, isn't it natural?"

Agu: "Yes, but..."

This smile has nothing to do with "Shiran"!There is black air, there must be something dark coming out of Ah Yuan's beautiful eyes!

Soon, Agu successfully solved the case.

It turns out that today, "Detective Conan" updated a chapter.

I don’t need to mention the specific content of the new chapter, anyway... It was an accidental conversation between Conan Edogawa and Police Officer Sato that detonated the landmine across dimensions.

Conan asked casually, why didn't I see Officer Matsuda today?In the past, as long as it was related to bombs, Officer Matsuda rushed faster than anyone else.

Ms. Sato hesitated and said, uh, in order to chase a prisoner related to the bombing, Matsuda was almost hit by a bomb. Fortunately, he jumped out of the window in time, and his life was not in danger. Fortunately, he was injured and hospitalized...

After congratulating Officer Matsuda on his courage and perseverance, Conan asked curiously, did he catch it?

Officer Sato raised his forehead, saying that he was caught, but he found the wrong person, not the one he was looking for...

Agu: "...ah this."

——Officer Juanjuan, you, me, no, Ah Yuan, you...

Thanks to the police officer Juanjuan who obviously didn't show a positive face, today's Agu is very worried that Ayuan will make himself mad and lead to insanity.

Tomorrow, Agu will start to pray, and Ayuan’s little friends must be safe and sound. The red ones and the black ones should hurry up and shake hands with good friends, and continue to toss, when the time comes, Ayuan’s anger will really go wrong...

——It is you who are going to cry! ! !

The day after tomorrow, Agu still wants to pray.

But it was immediately relieved and horrified to find that it didn't need it anymore. Ah Yuan didn't read the comics, and he didn't turn through the pages of the comics that he would take out from time to time after putting away.

...Because I watched anime.

…Miss Sharon and Mr. Knitted Hat bumped into each other, and the two of them were so jealous that they almost died together.

"Not bad, um, really good, the marksmanship is very precise, the skill is very vigorous, and the performance is also very exciting."

The redhead smiled and snapped his fingers.

The new world landed with a "whoosh!" He turned his head blankly and went straight to the long vacation.

Agu suddenly yelled anxiously: "...Ah Yuan!!! Cell phone!!! Take me!!!"

Fortunately, Agu was taken away in the end, and he was not thrown outside the Jierong area by the man who was about to mutate from the depths of his soul.

Up to now, Qianmu's control over Jierong's ability has been raised to a new level. Not only can he sense the general scope and labels, but he also has a very useful pre-selection right.

At present, he can put the coming world closer to the "label" he wants, and then choose one from the vague options. When his ability increases in the future, he may be able to skip the selection and choose directly.

The world for vacation and relaxation is certainly not a place where you can fight all day long. The first vacation place he chose at random is subtly... quite suitable for him.

There are three protagonists in this world.

Three beautiful girl idol singers.

The man who has no interest in beautiful girl idols finished scanning the script, even after going through the storms like him, he couldn't hold back and raised his eyebrows: "..."

Turning on the TV for the first time, Qian Mu enjoyed the live performance of the trio of perfect girls, pressed his chest slightly, and savored the strange feeling in his heart.

What's going on, he is a decent person anyway, he should obviously find it very absurd, and he has no feeling for this kind of setting full of bad taste.

Why... He suddenly found it very interesting and looked forward to the follow-up development?

Hey.

It's very strange, why in the end.

"Ah...Ah Yuan...you, the corner of your mouth...is a little..."

"Huh? Agu, what are you talking about? I really don't plan to send Gin and Sharon to debut as an idol group. Gin has worked very hard. I can't treat him like this, and Sharon is even more impossible. She is already an international actress. Oh, later."

At some point, the black gloves covered half of Qianmu's fair face, covering the corners of the lips that were upturned and peaceful.

But his dark red eyes are still exposed, and the shimmering light in the bottom of his eyes is the beginning of quantitative change finally leading to qualitative change.

Agu was still naive: "Huh... It's okay, I thought you were going to attack Brother Gin..."

"Gin is the man I trust the most, how could I treat him like that. Isn't there a guy named Bourbon in the organization, plus the former undercover who defected before, that is...Zhu Xing Da or Xiao? Well, there is only one person left, so let’s join the former undercover agent who feigned death and escaped, called Lu Chuan or something... light? Lu Chuan light, right..."

The BOSS put down his hand, and rubbed his curled index finger under his jaw: "I'm not a devil, right? I don't need to change my gender. Hehe, if I forget, Agu, remember to remind me, you must, you must Send the three of them to debut as a group."

Agu: "?????"

Ah Yuan... Ah Yuan is so scary! ! !

Qian Mu felt that he was so thoughtful, wouldn't it be more interesting than playing a game where you can guess or not?Even if he wants to spend a hundred and eighty years in Jierong World, he will never forget his plan to send those three unfamiliar guys to debut.

The underworld BOSS in another world... No, it's just the leader of a subordinate organization of the underworld, who can help his subordinates who have transgendered into beautiful girls become popular and become a legendary idol group.

He, the boss of Conan's world's largest criminal group, "that gentleman" who holds the reins of the lunatics in his hands, why can't he send the [hostile] public security x2 and FBI to make his debut?

He pays the salary, and he pays for the training and publicity expenses. Where else can you find such a kind and evil boss of the underworld?

Well, no wonder it feels like something is missing.

He is not as versatile as the team leader here, he can write songs for idol groups himself, so he lacks a sense of participation...

That is the sense of ritual that Qian Mu has always valued.

"By the way, I won't be able to learn. I will learn from scratch from now on. By then, the level should not be too bad, just enough."

After Qianmu thought about it, he, who has always been very active in business matters, immediately left the soft and comfortable sofa and went out to visit the "senior" who had given him great inspiration.

The leader of the Quanjin team didn't know that he had opened up a new idea for the boss of the different world, but it didn't prevent him from warmly receiving Qian Mu, and hit it off with this red-haired man with extraordinary temperament and generous shots.

The two exchanged for a whole afternoon on the establishment and operation of the idol group, the creation of the main song, etc. After the exchange, they still had more to say, so they went out for dinner and continued the exchange at the table.

The meal was invited by Qian Mu, compared with the experience he got, this small amount of money is completely unnecessary.

Qian Mu was very satisfied, and the team leader was also very satisfied, but at the same time, he was secretly vigilant.

From the look in the red-haired man's eyes, he knew that this man was "the same kind" as him.

If a man does the same thing, conforms to the joyful heart of black mud, and creates a second beautiful girl idol group, won't he become a strong enemy of his "extreme girl"?

"Ah, don't worry, those three guys can't be beautiful girls."

"Hehe, it's a small problem about the trip to Thailand." The team leader quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, it can't be done. After all, it's...it will be decided according to the situation. If I'm in a good mood, then let them go."

After resting in this world for a year and a half, Qian Mu finally found the most suitable way of world integration.

Apart from occasionally picking out worlds that may have hope of healing, he regards those worlds with a relaxed and cheerful tone as a vacation place for him to wander freely.

In the world of girls' manga, he had hardly touched it before, but now he can give it a try.

Watching the romantic comedies of manga artist and high school boy and girl with a bow tie helps him maintain his youthful mind.

The young people had had enough fun, so he asked Agu—yes, Agu is always the one who does things—to quickly "help" them confess by text message.

Girls' manga is good for everything, but falling in love is too exhausting, it's just testing his patience.

Fortunately, once, Qian Mu also saw his original heart... Maybe it can be called "original heart".

As long as the boy with glasses starts to cry, the blue doraemon will always reach into the treasure bag after complaining, and take out a magical prop.

"Doraemon, the red-haired foreigner over there has been looking at you? Wow, he's here!"

"Really, but I don't know this kid."

The blue Doraemon was still wondering, but the man in the white trench coat had already walked in front of it.

Standing still, he seemed to have retrieved a very long memory. Under the astonished gaze of the boy with glasses, he bent his knees and squatted down, with an inexplicably soft smile on the corner of his mouth: "Little Dingdong, I will exchange it with you with dorayaki, you Can one of my wishes come true?"

It was really strange for an adult to come up suddenly and ask such a question to a robot cat who didn't know him at all.He also called it "Tinker Bell", which suddenly became even more strange.

But he asked so earnestly, as if the sentence pattern that a child would use was a shell he picked up from the long river of time, entrusting the purest dream of a thin boy.

Doraemon has a serious expression on his face.

Maybe it feels something in the dark. At this time, it must respond with the most serious attitude.

"It's okay not to dorayaki, kid, what's your wish?"

"I have a disease that cannot be cured, and I want to live."

"Ahh! That would be too bad! It's all right, I have—the panacea! And the doctor's suitcase!"

However, the panacea and the doctor's suitcase are also useless, and they have no effect on terminal illnesses that cannot be overcome with the accumulation of several worlds.

Doraemon and Nobi Nobita looked at each other and jumped up anxiously.

"It's okay, it's okay! I still have the wish star, the wish fulfillment machine, and if not, the phone booth..."

"Haha, the worldview doesn't allow it, and it really doesn't work." The man smiled lightly.

"It's okay, being able to meet you, 'Li Qianmu''s wish has come true."

He stood up straight, bought enough dorayaki for the blue Doraemon, and bought toys for Nobi Nobita.

Then, this dream world that exceeded the upper limit of the worldview also disappeared, leaving only a pair of "Dream Come True Glasses" that turned into ordinary glasses.

Qian Mu changed this specially left souvenir into sunglasses that fit his own aesthetics.

A little extra weight on the bridge of the nose feels a little weird, but he gets used to it over time, just like he used to having long hair.

On a whim, he ordered a ring with a simple style to wear on the thumb of his left hand, following the pattern in his vague memory.

Usually blocked by gloves, he would gently rub the metal through the gloves only when he was thinking about something.

"Ah Yuan, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, I'm in a good mood tonight, do I want to make some soup?"

"Ah Yuan..."

"Ok?"

"Actually, last time, last time in the world, as long as you keep them, you can use other methods..."

"Agu, in my definition, whether it is living in the form of a soul after death, or converting the body into electronic data - these are not 'living'."

"I was forcibly brought to the human world by ignoring my will. I am a soul who should have died a long time ago. I will follow my own will to experience the long life, old age, sickness and death of ordinary people, and then leave freely."

The red-haired man said with a smile: "Also...although my memory is not very good, I still like to have a beginning and an end."

"If I forget something, you'll remind me, won't you?"

……

It happened that when the suppressor was broken, Saiki Kusuo read an extremely extraordinary "heart".

The mind-reading skills of the teenager with superpowers could only read other people's thoughts, but his superpowers went berserk inexplicably.

At the moment when he saw the red-haired man passing by the door, the strange and varied "world view" and "plot setting", as well as heavy fragments like "life experience" and "memory", It poured into his mind uncontrollably.

For the first time since his birth, he was caught off guard, and his head was buzzing.

——There is a man, with his partner who can't show up, walking in the gap between the world and the world, it seems to stop and go, but the footsteps never stop.

—It seems like only a few years... ten years? 20 years... No, how long is it?

He passed through the blocking object with his perspective eyes and saw the man directly. In theory, the man would not be able to sense the line of sight.

However, Saiki Kusuo, who hadn't figured out what was going on, noticed that the red-haired man suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had sensed it.

"..."

When the man turned his head and looked in the direction of the boy, he took off the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of scarlet and dark pupils.

He curled his lips slightly.

[Do you want to chat with me, kid Qi Mu? 】

The pink-haired boy heard this voice.

This is the first time in life that the omnipotent superpower - Kusuo Saiki was stunned.