Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Saiki Kusuo was stunned for a second, and then took another second to make sure that the man definitely didn't notice him.

He was just scaring him.

Just passing by the door of the "protagonist"'s house, casually looking up, saying casually in my heart, it doesn't take much effort... It doesn't matter if you don't scare the children, it's just fun, right?

The teenager with super powers has not yet fully digested the "world view" that is so supportive.

But he has discovered the essence of what matters most:

——This man, white-skinned and black-hearted, is a species that is quite troublesome to get close to.

Saiki Kusuo hates trouble, and just wants to be a low-key and ordinary 14-year-old passer-by boy. Under normal circumstances, even if he hears a man's heart, he will just pretend that he doesn't hear it.

But this time, the situation is slightly different.

It can summon countless strange worlds and let them merge with the real world at will.

In a sense, this man is also a person with superpowers, and he is similar to a "god".

This is the first time that Saiki Kusuo meets a superpower other than himself, and the other party is a powerful visitor from another dimension, maybe he can communicate...

No, it’s okay, he is not interested in the same kind at all, and he doesn’t want to know how many years the other party has been wandering, so he took the original measures and pretended that he didn’t listen——

[Sigh, I'm a little tired from walking, I'd better find a coffee shop to sit down, and I even have the urge to invite the children I'm chatting with to eat coffee pudding...]

Swish!

The expressionless pink-haired boy appeared at the door of the house in an instant, and looked at the red-haired man indifferently.

Men are not ordinary people. Therefore, even if a boy with a strange color scheme fell in front of him out of thin air, he was not frightened. Instead, he smiled as if he had expected it, and pushed the sunglasses back in front of his eyes.

"Which coffee shop has the best pudding? I'll ask you to lead the way."

Saiki Kusuo directly used superpowers to move himself and the man to the coffee shop he frequented most, sat down and modified the cognition of the people around him to prevent commotion in one go, it can be seen that this is not the first time he has done it.

Compared with the boy with the most concealed facial paralysis face, lack of communication and not knowing what to say, so he had to keep silent, the man is more natural - it is not just a question of "more".

This strange adult with red hair and red eyes showed a familiar maturity from the first second he saw the superpower boy, as if they had known each other before they met.

It's still very familiar, the kind of gestures that are not restrained.

"Twenty coffee puddings first, thank you."

As soon as he came up, he ordered Saiki Kusuo's favorite, and under the shocked gaze of the waiter, he asked kindly: "Do you order the drink yourself?"

"..."

Saiki Kusuo calmly accepted twenty servings of coffee pudding. The man's overly natural attitude brought a strange feeling to the boy—and a strange sense of being at a loss.

Probably because my brain was still short-circuited in the bang, and I wanted to complain but didn't know where to start, so I simply gave up thinking: "Juice."

The man ordered a glass of fruit juice, and then a glass of hot milk for himself.

The young man subconsciously wanted to complain again. It is better to go to a convenience store than to drink high-priced hot milk in a coffee shop. Is drinking hot drinks in summer overconfident to the insufficient air-conditioning in the store?

Then suddenly realized something was wrong.

He didn't expect that the suppressor was broken, and he ran to the side of the street where there were people everywhere as soon as his head got hot. The mind reading ability that couldn't stop the range could kill him in an instant.

But now, the world in the boy's mind is quiet, only the aftershocks of the huge shock are left, and the huge information poured in without authorization has disappeared.

He heard nothing.

Naturally, it also included the heart of the red-haired man sitting opposite.

The sudden accident of the pink-haired boy did not escape the man's eyes, so he said in time: "Considering that those voices might bother you, I decided to block them temporarily. Will it affect you?"

"It doesn't affect, it should be said that it helped a lot." Saiki Kusuo calmly added a note with a question mark to the man.

He himself wanted to block passive mind reading, but even with the suppressor on, he could only limit the range to within 200 meters, and it was terrifying that a man could do it so easily.

"Haha, it was originally impossible. Even if I was the one who brought the world together, I wouldn't get much special care. If I were an ordinary person, I would still be an ordinary person."

The man didn't have mind reading skills, but he saw through the boy's heart, and explained in a gentle tone: "But this place is special, you are the 'god' of this world, less affected by Jie Rong, when you think I am the same as you When a esper, or something powerful like that, well, I get some permission that I didn't have before."

"This is what it feels like to have superpowers." The man was interested, watching the spoon bend and straighten in his hand, like a dancer bowing to the audience, "It's not the same as the powers I've tried in the past...not at all No effort, very easy?"

"Thank you for allowing me to experience it, Kusuo."

When he said "thank you", more joy flowed out of his soft voice.

After a short period of contact, you can find that the most special thing about a man is not his appearance, but his voice.

The fullness and depth brought out from the years or other places does not contradict the delicateness hidden in the light warp, but blends very well, just like a cup of smooth coffee filled with sugar cubes.

No, it should be that the coffee has been washed into a whole cup of sugar cubes, the bitterness is invisible, and it is all hidden by tenderness and sweetness.

"……you are welcome."

Saiki Kusuo wanted to say that it has nothing to do with him, he is not a "god", and what does it mean that the man suddenly started background introduction-oh yes, he came to chat with twenty coffee puddings, a very fair exchange.

It's better for a man to talk to himself, he just needs to listen to it once in a while.

A few servings of coffee pudding were delivered first, and the remaining dozen servings had to be made fresh. Qi Munan was determined to pack and take away what he couldn't finish, so he safely picked up the spoon.

"..."

"..."

The pink-haired boy finished five servings of pudding, and while he was waiting for the rest of the pudding to fly to him, he still sent the words with his mind.

No reason, he eats pudding on his own, the picture of the man slowly drinking hot milk is too weird, he might as well finish chatting and go home to play games earlier.

"You came here specifically to find me."

"Yes, but it doesn't mean that we must meet."

"The Digimon that popped up a few days ago, the holographic game that everyone is playing all of a sudden, is because you brought the two worlds together."

"Yep."

"Oh."

After the question is over, there will be no more.

The sixth serving of pudding came to the table. The pink-haired boy picked up a spoon, scooped up a piece of pudding and put it in his mouth. Happiness flashed across his paralyzed face.

The man rested his chin and tilted his head to watch the boy with super powers finish the pudding quickly. Although he still had a cold face, he couldn't hide his eagerness for the next one. A little "fresh".

He was very kind to the children, so he didn't laugh out loud.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

"If this temporary hodge-podge world is a comic book, we obviously hit the setting." If you ignore the bluntness of changing the subject, the teenager with superpowers complained very sharply, "They are all behind-the-scenes men who change the world casually for their own convenience. They all wear a pair of strange glasses, and they may turn into a villain boss at any time and be defeated by the protagonist."

"You don't need to complain about yourself." The red-haired man pursed his lips and chuckled, "There are still obvious differences, for example, you are the protagonist, and I am the villain."

Saiki Kusuo: "So the next plot is that we have to fight?"

"It's a pity that there is no such paragraph. After all, it is a light and funny instant noodle show."

"Fine, I have no interest in playing the main character and saving the world."

Saiki Kusuo was keenly aware that when the topic was galloping towards the direction of too high Two-dimensional concentration, his communication, no, and complaints were obviously much smoother.

"However, why can the word 'Instant Noodles' appear smoothly in the villain's mouth? Are you worthy of your character design? How can a black-bellied man with red hair and sunglasses who looks like a big boss be an otaku? It will be severely beaten back and rebuilt by the editor."

"That's right, in order to survive in a different world full of dangers, it is necessary to get in touch with anime games widely. Although as far as I am concerned, I have indeed gained a lot of fun from it, but... After the identity of the boss is revealed at the end of the story, the protagonist If readers and readers find out that BOSS is an otaku who doesn't do his job properly, the sales of comics will definitely be affected."

"It's a crime." The man shook his head, "Even I would feel troubled by self-blame for this."

——There are so many slots, I don’t even bother to vomit anything else, just say that your self-blame can have a concentration of 0.1%?

Saiki Kusuo vaguely felt that his sarcasm attack would not be effective, and the opponent was really invulnerable, but he continued stubbornly: "May I ask which manga is the best?"

"Well, speaking of which, which one is it..."

"?"

Just when the young man met his opponent, his heart, which has been lacking in emotions all year round, was inexplicably stirred up.

A helpless childish voice jumped out.

"... Conan, Conan, Detective Conan!"

Saiki Kusuo immediately looked at the man's phone, staring at Agumon that appeared on the screen.

A few days ago, the world merged, and all teenagers aged 6-18 in the field of vision got Digimon partners-except for him, a 14-year-old boy who was perfectly in the limited age group.

Saiki Kusuo didn't care whether he had a Digimon or not, that's right, there was absolutely no hidden questioning meaning in the topic he just raised to the man.

Because he is judged as the "God of the World" and is not affected by Jierong, he simply doesn't give Digimon anything.

"It's Agu, my partner and assistant." The man pushed the phone over, "Say hello to Kusuo, Agu."

Saiki Kusuo's hand was faster than his brain's reaction, and he had consciously picked up the phone.

Subconsciously, he wants to use his mind to transmit the sound, but the Digimon cannot receive the mind through the screen. The boy only paused for a moment, and then said himself: "Hello, Agu."

No kid doesn't want a Digimon.

Extremely precocious superpowers are no exception.

The man showed an annoying smile, and the little yellow dinosaur on the phone also grinned and jumped up and down: "Hello, Kusuo!"

In the next moment, it happily sold out its little friend: "Let me tell you quietly, after reading the script, Ah Yuan is looking forward to seeing you!"

"It wasn't quiet at all, he heard it clearly from the side." Saiki Kusuo asked later, "Why?"

The Yagumon wearing a doctor's hat doesn't care about its smiling friend. It should be said that it has been immune to it for a long time. Anyway, Ayuan won't do anything to it. At most, it will confiscate its Coke for a day.

It happily spoils: "Because——you are very similar to the young Ah Yuan, he wants to give you some life advice in advance... Hahaha, nothing! Speaking of Ah Yuan, how many times have you done this? True or false, I won’t remind you if I forget next time!”

After finishing speaking, Yagumon hurriedly bid farewell to Saiki Kusuo, and it is said that he was busy going back to the research institute for experiments.

Saiki Kusuo focused on the first half of the sentence. Agumon said that he was very similar to a man, and it seemed that he did not just refer to "collision settings". The appearance does not directly exclude it, does it refer to personality?

That's even more outrageous, only the character, the boy and the man are completely different, they are not the same kind of people at all.

As for the latter... No, it is the one mentioned earlier——Detective Conan?

As soon as Jierong started, Saiki Kusuo discovered that there were countless comics that he had never heard of in the bookstore. After scanning all of them within a few days, he naturally read that comic.

……and many more.

The pink-haired boy suddenly looked stern, like a February snowstorm blowing in August.

A few days ago, reader Q, who was seriously speculating about the true identity of the BOSS of the black organization, was caught off guard by the BOSS himself spoiling his face? !

……hold on.

A man from the "real world", if he uses his magical ability to go to the "Conan World" and become a BOSS.

Then why is he sitting in front of him?

Saiki Kusuo only received incomplete information from the man, and did not touch the core. It is normal that he cannot connect to logic.

He was curious—not very curious. In short, the boy only wondered for a moment in his heart, and didn't intend to dig into other people's privacy.

They weren't acquaintances after all, and the coffee pudding was just an exchange for him to chat.

"What's your life advice?"

"Agu...forget it, I thought it would be too presumptuous to point and point at the first meeting, if you don't mind, you can listen to it."

The man rubbed his chin with his flexed index finger. His smile at this time... inexplicably made the pink-haired boy alert, as if a cold light was on his back, and he had a bad feeling.

"Kusuo, do you have any expectations for your friends?"

Saiki Kusuo replied in seconds: "No. No need. Goodbye."

"Hey, don't be impatient, kid. I can remind you as a senior that it's time to come, but you can't hide if you want to. Fate is so wonderful."

The man said sincerely: "When you can't escape, give up struggling early and enjoy the fun of friendship frankly."

"That's all I want to say. If you encounter headaches in the future, no one can give you advice. You are welcome to come to me at any time... In short, let's do it today."

The man said a bunch of inexplicable things. Seeing that the boy had put down the spoon a long time ago, he asked someone to pack the leftover coffee pudding and let the boy take it back.

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

He shouldn't understand, but when he thinks of the "script" in the man's mouth, he seems to understand a little bit... No, he doesn't want to know anything!

after that.

Saiki Kusuo occasionally meets men.

Sometimes in front of a bookshelf selling comics, sometimes in a movie theater, the encounter has no rules, it is purely coincidental.

After the boy repaired the suppressor, he encountered worldview shocks without even looking at the man.

It’s okay to stay away from nature, but once he saw the back of a man standing in front of the bookshelf, he suddenly understood why Agumon said he was like a man.

At least one reason is—the feeling of [loneliness].

The feeling of being "out of place" with the world.

...Anyway, somehow, it became like the latter.

After school, the pink-haired boy who is working hard to play the role of passerby's background board is still in the coffee shop/bookstore/home cycle at three o'clock, occasionally adding a location.

The man bought a house near his school and lived in it for two years. It was inevitable that teenagers with superpowers would pass by his door, and the enthusiastic Agu would inevitably pop into his mobile phone and invite him to go in and play.

It was only when I went there that I found out that the man's game level is quite high, and the teenager doesn't need superpowers to cheat, and the outcome is basically fifty-five points.

If it was a fighting game, the outcome would have to be seven three, men seven.After practicing silently and unwillingly admitting defeat, the young man was barely promoted to June [-]th.

Of course it's man six.

The man's cooking skills are also quite good. The teenager ate a Chinese meal he made, tasted the coffee pudding and sweets he tried to make, and abandoned the coffee shop since then, and reported to the man's house every week.

Men can also play musical instruments, and they are best at piano and bass. Judging by the appreciation level of teenagers, they are absolutely professional, and may be much better than most professionals.

Even men can compose and write songs, and there is a cabinet dedicated to storing music scores. However, looking at the paper of those music scores, even if they are well preserved, they all show signs of obsolescence, at least ten or twenty years old.

The cabinet next to the music score is for comics. There are all kinds of comics on the entire half of the wall, and there is also a special space for animation CDs.

"It's too nerdy, and the concentration is too high. If readers know that BOSS is such a virtue, the editorial department will be overwhelmed tomorrow."

When the teenager complained, he never mentioned that he was also disillusioned: "Having mastered so many skills, there is still one thing left to draw. I suggest you learn it now, and draw a comic by yourself in the future."

"Painting...I want to too, but painting is the only thing I can't learn."

"?"

"Painting needs to remember the colors clearly, I can't remember clearly, and I can't distinguish clearly, so this is good."

"..."

The boy felt that the man answered the question incorrectly, but he didn't want to ask more questions.

One of them is his reluctance to meddle in other people's business. With an indifferent personality, he always feels cut off when he looks at a man.

When a man is doing something he is interested in, there is a light in his eyes that can be described as childish. He feels gentle and kind. Of course, there is a strange evil taste under the kindness... It's just very strange, as if there is always a layer of something , Even mind reading skills can't see through his heart.

So, the next sentence became: "...I bought a new fighting game, and I have no one to play with, are you free?"

"Okay."

The man naturally took off his windbreaker and sunglasses at home, and sat cross-legged in front of the TV. When he picked up the game controller, his long hair, which could finally be braided, fell to his chest. He took off the glove on his right hand, and the glove on his left hand But it is always there.

Saiki Kusuo pretended not to notice that under his glove... more than that, there was a weird crack extending from the entire left arm to below the collarbone.

Agu jumped into the game interface, hid in the corner and cheered for the two of them. He cheered for Ayuan in the first half of the game, and Kusuo in the second half of the game, and every time he would solemnly declare that he absolutely did not tamper with the data to open the back door for anyone.

The boy lost this game.

Agu calmly sent a text message: [It's okay Kusuo, I will quietly cut the attack power of Ayuan's character in half in the next round! 】

The boy who was calm on the surface and angry inside said no thanks, one day, he will use his own strength to upgrade the outcome to [-]/[-]!

Thinking so, this day still hasn't come.

The boy never expected that he would soon be involved in an accident that could be called a huge turning point in his life——

He was suddenly surrounded by two, three, four... indescribably stupid human beings.

He obviously wanted to be a low-key person and live a peaceful life of playing games and eating puddings, but instead he attracted attention because of this, was entangled by unexpected idiots, and was forcibly identified as "friend" and "brother".

Saiki Kusuo couldn't understand.

Saiki Kusuo was very troubled.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, the pink-haired boy, with the most intense emotions in his life, poured out his current troubles to the man. The content was generally questioning the brain circuits of fools and looking forward to returning to a peaceful life.

The man listened carefully, and as he said two years ago, he gave all kinds of suggestions that even people with superpowers found very useful.

Saiki Kusuo readily adopted and practiced.

Practice fails.

Saiki Kusuo consulted again, got advice from reliable adults again, and practiced again.

The practice failed, and the idiots said that Saiki, you are really our good brother, and the bond became tighter in an instant.

At this time, the psychic who had been misled for two years hadn't realized the problem yet.

Until he was forced by the idiots to try to escape with superpowers, and saw a familiar figure not far away.

The man was sitting in a corner where he could see from his eyes, drinking tea, like a real passerby who just happened to be here.

But his shoulders were trembling suspiciously.

Saiki Kusuo: "?"

Qimu Nanxiong: "???"

The boy with the superpowers of justice fights against the leader of the evil forces in another world - this classic scene is almost going to be staged in the restaurant.

"—I told you not to worry, little friend, think about it, the advice I give you is indeed the most reasonable and effective for the situation you are facing, without any selfishness involved, right?"

"..."

"The main reason for the failure is the children you want to stay away from. You can't read the voice of the idiot, and the accident happened too fast. You were caught before you had time to react, right?"

"..."

"Also, I gave you the most sincere advice a long time ago. That advice is my experience, a warning that I want to pass on to future generations, but you didn't listen to it, right?"

"...Accept reality if you can't resist, what's the difference from now?!"

"Still too young."

It was a joking tone, but the man smiled and stared at the pink-haired boy who was about to break his temper with gentle but very strange eyes.

The tide that covered his eyes all year round receded, although there was only one sentence.

"It's noisy, it's annoying, but you're very happy with them, aren't you?"

"Friends who will not leave, family members who will not be separated, there is no need to push away."

The man returned to his watertight state, and patted the boy's head very popularly.

A smile floated in his eyes: "You can resist their injuries for them, and they will resist the wind and rain for you. You are freer and stronger than me, so... don't be awkward It's better to accept the reality earlier, okay?"

"........."

The boy froze all over.

The last time I was touched on the head was probably when I was a baby-no, the point is not this, the point is!

"Having said so much... still can't change the fact that you deliberately watched my jokes!"

In the past 16 years, the "winning and losing heart" of superpowers has never been so intense.

To deal with this [adult] who loves to play riddles and twists and turns, he can only use [this trick].

Saiki Kusuo took off the suppressor and the transparent glove on his right hand in an instant. His cheating right hand can read the past and even the thoughts of the touched object.

This ability cannot be retracted. The boy has been wearing transparent gloves to block the activation of the ability. Now, he will use all his strength to explore the man's hidden "heart".

Very angry, even if it was impolite to involve other people's privacy, he did the same - with his right hand, he touched the man's right hand.

Saiki Kusuo is an all-powerful superhuman.

He is not a god, but he can achieve miracles that only a god can do.

He doesn't like to interact too deeply with people, but he doesn't like to owe favors even more.

So he wants to see what this man is thinking, what the man has forgotten, he can go back in time, and what the man lost, he can find it for him—as long as he can pay back the favors that have accumulated over the past two years, trouble It doesn't matter at all.

He braced himself for another pounding headache.

but……

Saiki Kusuo saw nothing.

The deepest memories and thoughts carried by the man himself seem to be sealed in a heavy iron box that is so huge that he can only look up.

The keychain is already rusted, and the key to unlock the lock is unknown. Even he himself cannot open it, let alone the boy who broke into the darkness without authorization.

"..."

"..."

"Do you have to watch it?"

"..."

"Sigh." The man sighed, "The protagonist who is favored by fate is really more willful than the other."

Of course, he would not open the huge locked box, but lifted the curtain of the night to show the boy something else.

Thus, the boy "saw" another boy.

The red-haired boy who was about to die hid in an unlocked box. He was shivering, fearing that the outside world seemed to be soaked into pure black by death.

The woman opened the lid of the box, took his hand, and led him slowly in the dark.

The man took the sword like a hot potato from his hand respectfully, and since then he has used this sword to pave the way for him.

The woman sent him to the place where there is light, only one step away.

The cold and weak young man was afraid of the glare of the light, and turned around to return to the darkness.

But before he could escape, suddenly, a hand came out from the light, grabbed his arm, and dragged him into the sunlight.

The boy fell to the ground with a gloomy and stunned expression, but the five annoying guys hurriedly helped him up, and after another round of tugging, they forcibly dragged him into the police academy where the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

"... What's next?"

"Hmm...they had a noisy but happy time?"

"and then?"

"forgotten."

"lie."

"I really forgot, otherwise, you will definitely see it."

The young man wanted to repeat "lying" again, but he remembered a detail that was difficult to ignore, so he fell silent again and did not ask any more questions.

Among the women, men, and young people who were with the teenagers, why do some of them have blurred faces, and even have no color on their bodies, not black, but gray that symbolizes the unknown and unidentifiable?

Men... Yuan Qianmu, or Ezaki Yuan.

He forgot.

He did not forget.

He forgot.

Did he forget...?

Saiki Kusuo didn't know.Men won't tell anyone the answer either.

"I can cure your terminal illness." Saiki Kusuo was sure, "Just delete the illness."

"Your wish, I accept it. But... no, the recovery can only take effect during the boundary fusion period. If you return to the real world, you won't be able to leave this miracle."

"........."

The pink-haired boy was silent for a long time.

"How much can you keep?"

"Based on my current ability, probably, I can leave a little... blessing that is a little bit beyond science."

The man smiled and said, "Kusuo, would you like to send me a blessing?"

"……Humph."

The boy with superpowers gave a blessing to the traveler in another world, but he also gave countless more in his heart.

The blessing I said was that I wish him a speedy recovery.

The countless unspoken ones.

The first, that he must recover,

Second, wish him must recover.

The third……

……

The hundredth one, I wish him an early reunion with those he has forgotten or not forgotten.

Immediately, quickly, quickly—soon, I will see you soon.

……

……

After accepting the blessing from the pink-haired boy, the man is still walking leisurely in one world after another.

The real world has also passed... eight years?Or nine years?

His leisurely appearance made Agu quickly break through his impatience, and reached the state of detachment where his heart was like stagnant water and he let A Yuan fly.

"Forget it, forget it, as long as Ah Yuan is happy, I will work overtime with the flower fairy beasts, and quickly make a super luxurious enhanced version of special effect medicine, and it can last for another three years..."

"Take your time, even if it's a Digimon, staying up late and working overtime will damage the data. Agu, do you want some tea?"

"Drink...Damn it, Ah Yuan did it on purpose, I can't drink it!"

"It's a pity, what a pity it's the dahongpao, which is especially fragrant. Do you want to see monsters? It's alive."

"……look!!!"

It was also a mistake. The man originally wanted to satisfy Agu's dream of seeing monsters that could move. In a world that is warm and healing even though there are monsters, he has a rather unexpected harvest.

Since the phenomenon of Jierong was observed in the real world, people's attention to animation and game works has risen sharply, and almost every work has a formal official forum.

Fans are actively exchanging plots in the forum, and once they notice any changes in the plot, they immediately contact the Inspector of Jierong to determine whether there is a new phenomenon of Jierong coming.

Men didn't pay much attention to the discussion in the forum at first. When the regional boundary fusion phenomenon occurs, people outside the boundary fusion area will often find out, but it is useless to find out. After the boundary integration is over, everyone's memory will be readjusted.

In the monster world he came to this time, the original manga is still being serialized, and readers who followed up outside the area immediately discovered the changes in the serialized plot.

The cartoonist teacher does not draw the encounter between the gentle boy and the gentle monsters, and suddenly there is a prequel - the protagonist becomes the grandmother of the gentle boy who died before the main storyline, and the story also becomes a girl who can see the monster. , a straightforward way to make friends with monsters.

"???"

This is for readers who realize that Jie Rong is in a daze.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

This is the reader who dances with ecstasy instead of fear.

It was the first time for human beings to watch the live broadcast of the Jierong phenomenon. After the news came out, the whole world began to chase after it. Willpower frantically poured into the Jierong area, and the flow of the plot suddenly accelerated, which was perceived by the man.

Natsume Reiko is the "protagonist" who is stated in the script to die young. If it was before, he would not and could not interfere with the turning point of the protagonist's fate.

But when the plot developed to the point that Natsume Reiko was seriously ill and was about to die, forums all over the world were mourning and crying, don't die, don't die.

The thoughtful man made a small attempt.

He saved Natsume Reiko.

Although Agu, who was so frightened and cried, scolded him for three days and three nights afterwards, and even ignored him for not entering the laboratory for a week...but the result was good.

He paid a little price, and it didn't affect much.

——The terrifying willpower restricted the script, and also pulled the chains that would inevitably come when changing fate.

The man is very satisfied. With this gain, it is worth the price he pays.

Because, the arrangements for the future are clearer.

Back in reality, men did more than ever.

The pharmaceutical company under his name has already developed to a global scale. "Gen Ezaki", who became a Digimon trainer in the early years, took advantage of the opportunity to become the president of the medical company.

During the preparation, he went out to sea again.

"I want to be the freest man in this sea!"

The Straw Hat shouted from the deck.

Among the other people on the boat who were already used to it, some sighed and were too lazy to get involved, and some also ignited their blood and shouted: "I want to be the bravest warrior on the sea!"

"Ah? Shout again? My dream is still that, to become the world's number one swordsman—"

……

Finally, a group of free pirates suddenly looked at the red-haired intelligence officer who had just boarded the ship in doubt.

The mysterious informant faced the boundless sea, with his hands resting on the stern rail, and the sea breeze blew his braids that were burning like flames.

"Do you want to ask me? I don't have such dazzling dreams as yours."

"I……"

"—I want the journey to end soon. Haha, it's a boring dream, aren't you disappointed?"

He left "ONEPIECE" that surpassed the upper limit of the world view.

A little bit, a little bit, as long as it increases and changes a little each time.

This world—one day it will become what he wants it to be.

……

That day came a little suddenly.

The man was sitting in the internet cafe that had not been renovated for a long time, and was casually chatting with the genius inventor who had thrown himself into the net, when he was suddenly taken aback.

The ability was activated for no reason without his own control.

- Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Someone walked in.

"Excuse me, I saw the recruitment notice at the door..."

On the man's face, the smile that seemed to have been melted into his flesh and blood by time was frozen for a moment, and he subconsciously touched the ring that clasped the thumb of his left hand through the glove.

——click.

The key was inserted into the rusty and mottled keyhole, and the iron box became larger and heavier, and finally the key turned with a crisp sound.

……

……

It turned out that it was really blonde.

man thought.