soul stone

The glass coffin lid was shiny and reflective, and the pink girl lay on it, staring at the black eye sockets of the skull, wishing to have a close contact with it.After a while, she jumped up in a jerk, waving her arms, as happy as a little girl who got a doll for the first time.

"This skeleton is awesome! Super cool! Super-stylish! Where did you get it?"

The owner of the skeleton, the wife of the old man La Royer, pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were more doting, and she didn't mind that she didn't use honorifics.

"As long as you like it."

The Nostra family was originally a vassal of the La Royer family, because the "gambler" La Royer put a lot of emphasis on Nyon Nostra's divination skills, so they got to where they are today.Even La Roye's wife came here to give presents to please her. Mr. Nostra must be laughing somewhere at this moment.

She told Nion that this was the aborigines on the island who were swallowed by the lava whale when the frozen island sank.What she didn't tell was that the skeleton was herself—Oyagi Yukiya.

There is always a subtle illusion of being face to face with one's own skeleton.The boundary between life and death begins to blur, and the real and the unreal are confused.Not only Kuroro and Kuroki, why Yagi Yukiya would "resurrect" again and again, even she herself didn't know.

If what Kuroki said is true, and the legend of the Oyagi family is just false, then there is only one feasible explanation for the resurrection—the ability to read.

Can the same thought ability be used on the dead Xia Tian?

This is a gamble with unknown outcomes.Therefore, she needs information about the outcome, that is, the future.

The two sat down in Nion's room, and the maids in kimonos brought refreshments.Mifuyu looked around.The room is filled with pink, and even the sofa is a lazy sofa that you can sink into once you sit on it.She is indeed a typical girl.In other words, no effort.

"My husband is full of praise for your divination skills, Miss Nion."

"Really? Haha, I'm not boasting, the accuracy rate is 100%!"

"Hey..." Meidong tilted her head and laughed pretending to be suspicious, "It's true, I don't believe it."

"Of course it's true!" The girl puffed up her cheeks, "Miss Meidong is really, she wanted to help you with divination and said, since you don't believe it, forget it!"

Meidong blinked her eyes, put her chin on her cheek and said with a smile: "Okay, it's my fault. I apologize. You can do whatever you want."

"No need!" Nion pouted her lips, "Dad will buy me whatever I want."

"Really? You have to think about it. It's just this one time. Don't miss this opportunity."

Hearing Meifuyu speaking in the tone of a sales promotion clerk, Nyon burst out laughing.

"Haha, Miss Meifuyu, you are so funny, you are different from other old man's wives."

"Is that a compliment?"

"Of course!"

Nyon sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the ceiling and thinking for a while.

"Miss Meifuyu, can you tell me," the girl's bright eyes flashed a shadow, "What is the life of Mrs. Underworld? Maybe, I will be like you in the future..."

Meidong was slightly taken aback.This eldest lady is not as innocent as she looks.

"Well, that's a good question." Xue Ye raised her index finger to her lips, "Why don't you figure it out yourself?"

The girl waved her hands again and again: "I can't divination myself, and I can't understand what I wrote."

"Really..." The arcs in his eyes flashed, "Alright then. Don't expect too much."

After an hour of rambling answers and questions, Nyon's curiosity was finally satisfied.She raised her arms and fell back, lying on the bed in a large font.

"What, that kind of life is no different from now... I really want to see the outside world."

Suddenly, as if an emotional switch had been turned off, she sat up abruptly, laughing heartlessly.

"Haha, after talking for so long, I almost forgot to help Ms. Meidong with divination."

"Name?"

"Mifuto Laroye." Oyagi Yukiya was already dead, and if she used her name to divination, it is estimated that nothing would come out of the divination.

"blood type?"

"AB."

"age?"

"26."

"Huh? It looks like it's about my age."

"Thank you for the compliment."

A cartoon pen in the shape of a rabbit is spinning rapidly at the fingertips, the girl's right arm is raised, and her eyes are empty.Meidong used "Ning" calmly, and clearly saw Nion's Nian - an ugly "elf" with wings.

"Okay, it's finished!" The girl handed over the paper.

"So fast? Let me see..."

"The prophecy poem consists of four lines, and each line predicts what will happen within a week." Nyon moved closer, "How is it?"

There seemed to be waves in the black pool-like pupils, but they quickly calmed down. Even the waves just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"Miss Nion," Meidong put down the prophecy poem, "do you believe in the existence of 'soul'?"

"Huh? Well... Let me think about it..."

The girl crossed her legs again and stared at the ceiling with her chin resting, as if the answer to "whether the soul exists" was written on the ceiling.

"I don't quite believe it."

"Oh?"

"If there is a soul, people don't need to divination to 'live'? I think divination exists to make the living happier."

"That's a strange thing to say."

"Hey? What's strange?"

Mifuyu pointed to a line of the prophecy poem.

"It says that I will... lose my soul."

"Shift change, Kurapika."

The words like the breeze blowing on the face interrupted his thoughts, the blond boy was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw Melody, a chubby and short colleague with a face like a field mouse.

"……I see."

When passing by the melody, each word was heard softly but clearly.

"Your heartbeat is very chaotic, as if another person is imprisoned in your body, clamoring to come out." The big eyes rolled half a round, "That lady...does it have anything to do with you?"

Kurapika faltered, but didn't look back.

"It has nothing to do with you..."

When he was approaching the boss' room, he saw Nyon came out talking and laughing with another beautiful woman.Yes, pretty.This is an impression that can be confirmed at a glance.In gangsters, there are as many beautiful women as there are crucian carp crossing the river. Even so, this one in front of me still has an outstanding temperament, standing out from the crowd, as if she is covered with a layer of bright moonlight, moving but not dazzling.

"Don't tell Dad about today's conversation, keep it a secret!"

"Of course, that's a secret among women."

Before going out the gate, Meidong suddenly turned her head and gave a look in the direction of the blonde bodyguard.

At that moment, Kurapika had the illusion that his mother was resurrected from the corpse.

"Also, if you have something interesting next time, you must show it to me!" Niwon didn't notice the delicate atmosphere between the two, she shook Meidong's arm and said coquettishly, "Can I go to Miss Meidong's place to play? Dad always won't let me go out, I'm almost bored to death!"

"Well, of course." Meidong pinched Nyon's swollen face affectionately, and gestured for a picture frame, "There are many 'invisible paintings' there."

"Huh? What is that, painted with invisible ink?"

"Well... keep it a secret for now."

"Ah, it's really infuriating, and it's a secret again!"

After sending Meidong Laroye to the car, Nyon was about to go back to the room, but saw someone standing in the corridor.

"Kurapika, what are you doing there?" Before he could answer, Nyonne said to himself again, "Oh, yes, I'm going to pick out clothes for the auction tonight, so why don't you go shopping with me! "

"I'm sorry, but your father seems to have something to do with me tonight. If you're shopping, Melody and Basho should be able to accompany you."

The girl showed a disappointed expression, but quickly put it behind her.

"Ah~ah, then there's nothing I can do. Dad really hates it. Huh, this year's auction, he must buy me the flaming eyes of the Kuruta tribe! Hahahaha!"

With the black contact lenses hiding his emotional fluctuations, Kurapika retreated silently to his room.Sitting on the edge of the bed, her blond hair fell softly, covering her eyes.

Medon Laroyer.One of the ten old men - La Royer's wife, who also appeared in front of him five years ago, stole his mother's relic and returned it inexplicably.

He subconsciously touched the amethyst earring on his left ear.The cold touch is the same as before.But in the past few hours, the earring has sent out disturbing fluctuations, like lava flowing beneath the surface.

It's just... like a resonance.

And the source of what he felt and resonated with was that mysterious woman, Mrs. Laroyer.

The most unusual thing was that this restlessness was not so much pain as it was a feeling of nostalgia, the same as when I met her in the forest five years ago.

That woman has the shadow of her mother.

Five years ago, he just felt confused and sad, but now that he passed the hunter exam, he can vaguely guess the reason for this feeling——

"gas".

Qi is life energy.The "breath similar to her mother" she exudes may be the remaining "breath" of her mother.

She once said that this earring is "her thing".What does the mother's relic have to do with her?

"My lord seems to have something to do with me tonight" is just an excuse.

That night, Kurapika came to a remote local chapel alone.The broken door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, creaked, and dust fell on the sleeves.Kurapika patted the ashes, and the shadow extended to the portrait of the Holy Trinity at the end of the hall.In front of the portrait, a slender figure is kneeling and praying.

Outside Nyon's room, when Mito gestured "The Invisible Painting", Kurapika used "Condensation" in time to read out the message "See you at St. Muir's Chapel at 10 o'clock tonight".

"You can understand my hint in such a short period of time, you have improved, Kurapika." The figure in the long skirt stood up.

At this moment, the earrings detonated, and a strong restlessness quickly spread throughout the body.Every nerve and every cell was screaming, rolling, and boiling. The steam-like heat made the young man almost breathless, and he fell to his knees in pain.

At the same time, the figure also fell to the ground, holding his stomach firmly with his right hand.

"So that's how it is, only releasing 20% ​​of the thoughts, the 'resonance' is so strong... Is it because the distance is too close?"

"You... what did you say?"

"Quick!" A trembling hand stretched out, "Give me your earring!"

Surprised by the words, Kurapika took two big steps back in pain, and warned: "This is my mother's relic. Even if I die, I will not hand it over."

"Heh, as I thought, you definitely won't agree... Then, to relieve your pain and mine, the only way is to put your soul..."

"The soul...?"

Mifuyu supported herself to stand up, nodded slowly but vigorously.

"It's the only way to drive my brother's soul out of the 'Soul Stone'."