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"I will protect you," he said.

Yokozaki Yukiya was in a daze for a moment.

In the darkness, he couldn't see Akutagawa Ryunosuke's expression at this time, but the familiar tone and voice were enough for him to recall the past.

At that time, Akutagawa-kun must have been very tired. He had to take over the burden of Mr. Natsume and take care of him, an important experimental subject, from time to time.

He never seemed to flinch, and he was not afraid to do the impossible.Carrying a powerful force but still remembering pity for the weak, it is a gentleness that is completely different from his appearance.

"Thank you Akutagawa-kun."

"It can be called Shimokutagawa."

"Okay Akutagawa! Do you have a bedtime story to tell?" Or the Akutagawa-kun I know?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "..."

He remembered the book he had read before, written by a writer named Natsume Soseki.

Compared with the stories of the literary giant Akutagawa, they are suitable for listening to before going to bed.but……

Akutagawa Ryunosuke sat down neatly and began to speak.

"Once upon a time, there was a little man who was kept in a glass jar. The glass jar went straight up and down, and there was no way to climb it. The base was heavy, and he couldn't push it down with his weak strength."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

Does this story sound a little bad?

"The little man sings in the pot and wants to go out, but he can't find a way. Maybe he has to wait until the day the person who raised him dies, but in that case, he will also starve to death. He can only continue to live like this."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "Hmm..."

"Finally one day, the little man thought that this could not go on anymore. He couldn't bear the days in the tank anymore, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged, and he was watched by the whole world. There was no place to escape, no place to rest, maybe death would be better Some."

Yokosaki Yukiya, Yokosaki Yukiya shrank silently under the quilt.

"However, before it died, it finally climbed out of the jar. This is easy to say, but difficult to do, but with the determination to die, it pushed the little glass jar down." If Can't knock it down, just die like this', but after hitting it, he realized that it was not so heavy, not so indestructible. He sang and crawled out of the jar, bruised but full of joy .

"There are many similar pots around him, and there are also dying ones who don't like the owner. He persuades them to push down the pots with him. Naturally, there are little people who don't want to leave because they are so beloved. He doesn't listen. The rescuer always has to be apologetic. Compassion is not part of the baseness, but he has something to do. He has awakened and realized that if life must be measured by value, it would be the greatest dissatisfaction. Fair. Therefore, he will save everyone, not because of pity for life, not because of fear of loneliness, but just to add new choices.”

Unknowingly, Yokozaki Yukiya poked his head out again, and murmured at this time: "Then...does anyone agree with his choice?"

"Well." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "The farther he goes, the more people he knows, and of course there are like-minded companions among them. They work together, need each other, and love each other."

"Akutagawa..."

"In the end they'll live happily ever after. Go to sleep. What's the matter with you?"

"I, woo," Yokozaki Yukiya tried to hold back his sobs, "I'm just so touched, Akutagawa, this is really a...I love this story!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was lying under the quilt, but he didn't turn his head to look at him, but the gleaming Rashomon stretched out from the corner of the quilt, and gently patted his head.

In the past few nights, Yukiya Yokosaki has slept so well that he had to raise Ranpo Edogawa alone before he realized that Mr. Nakahara hadn't appeared in his bed.

"Because I'm busy on patrol." Nakahara said coldly.

"That's good," Edogawa Ranpo said, "I thought you didn't like the futon Yukiya made for you."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Yukiya Yokozaki: "Huh? Could it be Mr. Nakahara..."

"Of course I like it very much," Zhong Yuan said, gritting his back molars, "but the person watching hasn't left the vicinity yet, so we can't take it lightly."

"So, is it my turn tonight?" Edgar Allan Poe, who was completely huddled in the belly of the raccoon doll and couldn't see where anyone was, said quietly.

"Actually, you don't have to force yourself..."

"I have a new novel written," interrupted Poe, "and you can go and sleep in it."

"Ah, that's... eh? Eh——?! But, but I..." Maybe the murderer can't be found!

"It's a hot spring courtyard with a nice view," he said, "others can go with you."

Yukiya Yokosaki: "..."

That's it, isn't that what it means for me to bring Mr. Ranpo in.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was the first to object: "Your abilities are too dangerous. If something goes wrong, we won't be able to fix it."

Yukiya Yokosaki was also taken aback, yes, can he enter other people's space now?Will they collide and cause a singularity?Just thinking about that scene makes me shudder...

"Xingya's supernatural ability is also the space system?" A deep voice rang in his ear.

"Ah, that's right," the pensive Yokozaki Yukiya didn't pay attention to how the questioner found out, and replied obediently, "I haven't thought about it before——if your supernatural power is just a simulated illusion, it shouldn't cause a singularity. Bar."

"Singularity?"

"Yes, when similar abilities gather together, it is possible to form a singularity, which may cause the ability to go out of control or other unknown situations. Britain once deliberately created a singularity for related research, but my ability..."

"What's your ability... woo!"

Yukiya Yokosaki woke up from the scream: "Mr. Poe! Mr. Akutagawa??"

"I suddenly feel that this raccoon is very uncute." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said expressionlessly after the plush toy was blown away.

Edgar Allan Poe squatted on the ground with his head in his hands again: "Woo! He's lying!"

"Ah, that, don't quarrel, haha," Yukiya Yokosaki wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, trying to persuade, "Just now...Mr. The island and Akutagawa may form a singularity, my ability should...not form a singularity..."

He thought for a while: "It should directly devour the other party."

Poe: "..."

Having been greatly frightened, Poe refused to stay outdoors and indoors, and nestled silently back to the bed in the baby villa.

Yukiya Yokosaki felt inexplicably guilty. He insisted that Poe had no other intentions but curiosity, and even eagerly wanted to read the new novel written by the other party, which frightened several people to stop him frantically.

If a singularity really occurs, everything will be completely over!

"After watching it, I will have nightmares," Zhong Yuanzhong also floated to the roof with his mobile phone, "There will be mackerel monsters appearing in the dream."

"Mr. Poe, did you try a monster with Japanese characteristics?" Yukiya Yokosaki hesitated.

Everyone: "..."

"Chuya is jealous, jealous," Edogawa Ranpo said nonchalantly, "Obviously he came here first, with such and such thoughts, right?"

Ayatsuji pedestrian laughed: "I'm still shy. Although this emotion is inexplicable, it's not incomprehensible. After all, he likes the quilt you painted yourself so much that he can't bear to use it."

Even Ryunosuke Akutagawa: "Cherished things always cause heart palpitations, exactly."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Atsushi Nakajima is full of Mafia-specific conscience: "...Senior Zhongyuan just hasn't figured out a bedtime story yet."

"Is that so?" Yukiya Yokosaki completely forgot about Edgar Allan Poe's novels, and couldn't help but say, "I can tell Mr. Nakahara that I know as a bedtime story to Mr. Nakahara, what do you think?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

not so good.

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The author has something to say:

The rhythm of this book is too bad, I want to digress when I write it... It’s all about writing where I think, and it’s hard work to follow such updates

It is about to enter the next copy, it is a place full of hope for recovery