As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

"Welcome back, Ache." The devil inserted the delicate silver knife in his hand into the apple, but his fingers were not splashed with any juice.

He looked at You Shunran, who was not very good-looking, with a smile on his face, and slightly raised his chin.

Qian Yuche was really upset at this moment.

——After he came back and observed the surrounding environment, he was faintly aware of it, but it was fully confirmed after seeing Tuosi.

The difference between the times was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations.

Well now, he is several years younger than Tosi.

Gee.

He walked forward, didn't look at the apple that was so red that it was about to bleed, but simply sat down next to the boy wearing a felt hat... no, he could already be called a young man.

The silver-haired boy narrowed his eyes: "Why do you intervene?"

Tosi was a little surprised.

Is it so direct?

The devil sighed: "Ache,"

He pointed at the other party, resting his chin with his hands: "That's the reason."

I was a bit deeply influenced by those people.

For example, in the past, speaking was not so straightforward.

How does this work.

Gabriel's destination can only be Lucifer's hell.

rather than God's heaven.

"So you want to kill them?" The boy raised his eyebrows, and his smile showed a chill.

If he had acted a little later, everyone on the spaceship might not be spared.

If those people on the spaceship die, that world will almost collapse...

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left the world so hastily, and he didn't know if he left any psychological shadow on them...

However, it really hurts.

The pain of slowly stitching up every inch of his muscles and bones during his resurrection was unbearable for him.

The devil looked genuinely puzzled: "Huh?"

"Why did Ah Che say that?"

"."

"Okay." The devil sighed.

Even though I already knew that I couldn't be fooled...

But watching the silver-haired boy's vivid expression is still very interesting.

However, did she really make the choice to drag him to die together...

"I can't help it," the black-haired young man smiled helplessly, but his wine-red eyes hid depraved sin, "Who made Ah Che go out to play for four years and haven't come back... It's not good if the other cats and dogs are hooked away."

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"Tsk." Qian Yuche rubbed the center of his brows wearily, and took a sip of the drink that Tuosi prepared in advance without looking at it.

After all, no matter what, Tosi would never hurt him...?

!

The silver-haired boy broke the glass in his hand, coughed uncontrollably, turned his head, and looked at his young boy in disbelief.

"It took me a lot of effort to get that supernatural user here..." In the already blurred vision, only the dark red eyes of the demon were as eye-catching as rubies, "Designed to attack you, Archer."

"Go to sleep." A sighing voice sounded in the ears of the drowsy boy.

The devil picked up a strand of silver and kissed it ambiguously.

"—When you wake up, everything will be fine."

-

"!" On the sofa of the Armed Detective Agency, Dazai wearing earphones suddenly opened his eyes.

...the nasty mouse.

"? So what?" Kunikida Doppo felt extremely tired at this moment.

What the hell is Dazai doing? !

Uncharacteristically, Dazai did not tease Kunikida, but exchanged a glance with the detective who opened his green eyes at some point.

Get a step ahead by the big Siberian rat.

hateful.

Looking at the expressions of the two, the blond man searched his memory, and said hesitantly: "The boss of the Oda family...?"

Edogawa Ranpo nodded, and the same message came from Dazai's eyes.

- It's time to start acting.

-

"Huh?" Qiangqiang, who bought a bag of Kikufu along the way, pulled down the blindfold with great interest, revealing the bright eyes of the sky below.

...A mantra that appears to have a fully autonomous consciousness in human form?

interesting.

Gojo Goku hooked the corner of his mouth, and immediately confidently walked towards the figure who was suspected of being a curse spirit.

"Hey, hey~" He nimbly walked around to the front of the boy, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw the boy's face clearly, but soon came back to his senses, "What are you doing here~"

The silver-haired boy, that is, Qian Yuche, stared at his obviously insubstantial hands, and raised his head in a daze.

——Six Eyes, once in a hundred years, and the boy's misty gray-blue stare at each other.

A thousand years at a glance.

-

"Huh...?" Qian Yuche felt that he was really at a loss recently.

First, after returning to the original world with great difficulty, before he had time to do anything, and before he had time to meet Sakunosuke, he was deceived by the child, and directly became the curse spirit of another world in the form of a soul, and the protagonists of that world also It's been a while.

Although the final departure was quite similar...but after he returned to the original world again, he obviously felt that the world was much more stable, and Sakunosuke was completely changed from the original fate line of mortal.

So he didn't want to argue with Tuo Si at first.

——If he hadn't found himself waking up in [European superhuman "Meursault" Prison].

He looked at Dostoevsky, who was full of laughter in the left square, and Dazai Osamu, who was waving happily at him in the right square.

Qian Yuche: ... [I can't stay in this place.jpg]

He's been thinking a lot lately, and he's really tired.

I don't have time to spend time with these two people.

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Escape tomorrow.

After everything is ready.

Qian Yuche waved to the two very chicly, turned around and slid out of the passage.

Then I looked up and looked at the surrounding buildings that were completely different from the expected place.

And even the language has changed a signboard.

Qian Yuche: [Pupil shakes violently.jpg]

Does this count, scored three times? ? ?

He was still wearing Mersault's prison uniform.

The heart rate detection device and the like above will be automatically blocked when they should go to the original destination.

But obviously, this is not the case.

The silver-haired boy raised his forehead.

You have to clean up your stuff first...

It will be troublesome if things are found on the body in this place.

Qian Yuche felt sincerely tired.

Just as tired as when he faced Gojo Satoru.

When he finally figured out the current situation, dealt with the remaining problems, and created a false identity for himself.

"Googoo—" There were a few cries of hunger in the boy's stomach in an inelegant manner.

Qian Yuche was a little surprised.

Due to physical reasons, his requirements for food have always been very low, and he often only maintains a necessary intake every day.

Such an obvious sense of hunger like today is very rare for him.

The boy tilted his head.

Is this the charm of labor? ?

[Let us hold high the banner of May Day and shout out that labor is the most glorious——]

Qian Yuche spent 0.1 second recalling how much money is left in the card that he just picked up casually.

Well, it's still okay to have a meal.

He looked around for a while, not paying attention to the sneaky glances of passers-by, walked into a store at random, and observed the decoration and atmosphere of the store with some curiosity.

. . . such a blissful hustle and bustle.

Sitting at every table, the crowd laughing and laughing.

It was the excitement that the young man had never experienced even after experiencing two worlds.

He found a table at random and sat down, wiped the table lightly, met the more or less amazed eyes of the people around him, and softly said to the blushing waitress: "Hello, can I have a menu, please?" Is it? It's not on this table."

Opening his mouth was an extremely fluent and pure language.

Listening to this standard Mandarin, no one would have thought that it was the first time for the boy to come to this country.

Well, but he has always had a very high opinion of this country...

After all, the safety factor is really high.

This made Asaba really envious.

Whether it is the original world, or the two worlds that follow

——They all belong to the kind of people who feel that their lives are at risk anytime, anywhere! !

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"Hey! This boy!" An uncle's voice interrupted Qian Yuche's thoughts.

He looked up.

Facing the young man's face, every inch of which looked like God had carefully sculpted it, even Director An Da, who had seen thousands of beauties in the entertainment industry, couldn't help but lose his mind.

Facing the young man's quiet gaze, he scratched his head: "Well, it's like this... For some reasons, I have to come here for a meal. But there are no places around, so..."

He pointed to the vacant seat next to the boy, with obvious intentions.

Qian Yuche held an indifferent attitude, and just happened to be able to get some useful information through conversation.

So he nodded and said, "Please."

An Cunshan sat down obediently.

As a great director and the eldest son of the An family, he belongs to the kind that is very familiar in the upper class.

So he looked at the boy's face.

Ok?

He took another look.

...I always feel a little inexplicably familiar.

But it's impossible for him to have no impression of such a face, so he has seen someone with a similar appearance?

He thought hard.

!

An idea flashed in An Cunshan's mind as he glanced across the text message that popped up on his phone inadvertently.

Isn't this appearance [-] to [-] percent similar to those of the Yun family?

The eyes, the mouth, the nose...

It looks like it was carved out of a mold! !

"Ahem, that..." Director An Da cleared his throat, "You look a lot like a friend of mine."

Oops, what kind of old pick-up language is this?

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, An Cunshan felt bad.

This kid is probably a round younger than him.

Fortunately, the young man didn't think about that at all, but looked at him with a look of "I'm afraid you are a little seriously ill".

Qian Yuche scanned the surrounding black hair and black eyes.

He lowered his head and looked at his long silver hair that was hanging down.

Fidelity, no hair dye and no contact lenses.

Qian Yuche:? ? ?

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He raised a question from the bottom of his heart.

Is it because he hasn't dealt with normal people for too long...?

Are people like this now? ? !

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