you turned on the love game

At the moment when the Master of Dispelling Minds activated his ability on you, the evil thoughts silent in your heart were not erased, on the contrary, they increased sharply, and then suddenly erupted from inside your body.

You have no time to react.

The invisible terrifying pressure quickly spread and crushed all around.

At the same time, your heart is suddenly clenched by an external force, the light in your vision is quickly extinguished, the picture in your eyes becomes blurred and dim, and your originally steady breathing stops abruptly.

It was like being blindfolded with black cloth, ears plugged with cotton, limbs bound by thick ropes, hands and feet were cold and unable to move at all.

The burst of psychic pressure only lasted two seconds, but it was fatal.

Before completely falling into darkness, the last thing you hear is the shocked voice of the nemesis master: "Why does she have the mind of a dead person on her body?!"

The restriction of the nemesis master allows him to enhance his ability to eliminate thoughts, but he cannot touch the thoughts of the dead. This is a rule that must not be violated—otherwise, the cursed person will be directly eaten back to death by evil thoughts.

That is to say...

The ability-reader who cursed you is dead.

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You open your eyes again.

Consciousness returned to the body of the mermaid.

The stagnant time flows again, the clouds float, and all kinds of people pass by you.You look at the passers-by, and a faint double image suddenly appears in your vision.

The long-term life on Meteor Street makes your thinking temporarily confused, and you can't distinguish between the past and the present for a while.

Just staring blankly at the clean and tidy streets.

Suddenly, your eyes fell on the two young men in front of you.

The faces that were almost unfamiliar to you gradually fit together with the children in your memory, and the thoughts floating in mid-air slowly landed, and you found a sense of reality in them.

But at the same time, you will inevitably feel like a world away.

The blond-haired young man still maintains the posture of raising his hand to greet you, you turn around, face the two, and your eyes fall on him first.

Hesitating, he called out their names respectively: "Knight... Kuroro?"

The soft sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and poured on you, covering the surface of your body with a layer of melting warmth.

But for some reason, you vaguely feel cold all over your body.

The surrounding crowd suddenly faded away, as if they were randomly wiped off the drawing paper by the hand of God, turning into a pool of illusory bubbles.

The black-haired young man put away the materialized book, there was nothing in his dark eyes, the smile on his lips slowly opened, his tone was gentle, as if the chill you felt just now was just an illusion.

The light and shadow intertwine, and a faint shadow appears on the handsome face. In this illusion, the young man looks extraordinarily real.

He said calmly, "Long time no see, Lucia."

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, what appeared in your mind was the scene of the young man sitting on the bed with a pale face, and said indifferently that he was "a little dizzy".

Although knowing that they should not be confused with the present when they were young, a few years is enough to change the character.

But you still slowed down your tone and said to him, "Long time no see."

The knight put his hands in his pockets, the childish doll had a bright smile on his face, and there seemed to be a dark look in his eyes.

The short conversation ends and you suddenly don't know what to say.

In your cognition, they were young children a few minutes ago, and in the blink of an eye they have become adults about your age, and a sense of strangeness and alienation inevitably pervades.

Just as you were staring at each other in silence, another familiar voice suddenly sounded in your ear, with a lightly sarcastic tone: "Knight, Kuroro?"

The male voice on the other end of the phone called out these two names with a sticky tone, and then snorted lightly from his nasal cavity, his voice covered with a touch of displeasure, "Names I've never heard of before... who are they?"

You froze for a moment, subconsciously showing surprise: "Hisuo?"

Only then did you realize that you were still holding your phone and maintaining the call status. After the male voice inside heard your question, his tone suddenly became dangerous: "Why... have you forgotten to talk to me?"

To Hisoka on the phone, he's been talking to you the whole time, but to you, a long, long time has passed.

Hearing his voice suddenly, there is an indescribable feeling.

Your eyes were slightly startled, and you whispered, "No..."

You can't explain the specific situation clearly in a few words, and you didn't intend to explain it to him on the phone, you just sighed slowly, and then repeated to him: "No..."

Flowing clouds blocked the sun in the sky, and the ground was suddenly covered with a layer of light shadow. You said softly, "Come here quickly."

You stared down at the criss-crossing cracks and lines on the ground, and your hand holding the phone slightly tightened. Thinking of the years of waiting on Meteor Street, you unconsciously brought out strange emotions in your words.

"I really want to see you now."

As soon as the words fell, the voice on the phone suddenly fell silent: "..."

Immediately afterwards, the sticky ending and the casual attitude disappeared completely, and the tone suddenly returned to normal, "I see."

The compressed sound of electronic equipment has a special texture, just like gently rubbing the frosted paper, the rough and sharp touch from the fingertips, but there is also a sense of presence that cannot be ignored.

"Well... it will be fine soon."

On the other end of the phone, Hisoka's long and narrow golden eyes swept over the people in the cab, and gave an order to the person in charge to reach the maximum speed.

You bent your eyes and smiled: "Then we'll see you later."

While you were on the phone, the two young men standing across from you showed no emotion.If it was placed in childhood, the knight would have been impatient and ran to do his own thing.And Kuroro will slowly focus on other places.

Now, the knight is just looking at you with a smile, and there is also a leisurely smile on the corner of Kuroro's lips.

They all hide their emotions perfectly.

Seeing this scene, you are about to hang up the phone.

With a subtle thought that came from nowhere, you casually pressed the screen, pretended to hang up the phone, but kept on talking, and then put the phone back in your pocket.

"Would you like something to drink?" You asked with a smile.

The knight raised his hand enthusiastically: "Yes!"

Then, he hooked his phone and shook it back and forth, his green eyes curled up cutely, "Haha. Do you still remember our taste, teacher?"

You thought about it and said, "I only know about you when you were young."

Then tell them the taste they liked before, and then said in a gentle voice, "Maybe what you like now is completely different."

"Amazing! The teacher remembers it all!"

The knight did not hesitate to praise, and the smile on his face became brighter: "But why did you pretend that you didn't know us at that time?"

You looked slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that he was talking about the time they had just been taken away from the Ba Tesla family, and said, "Because..."

Rubbing your forehead helplessly, you thought of several excuses to get things done.But after hesitating for a moment, he still chose to tell them the truth that wasn't true: "At that time, there was something wrong with my memory."

It is true that there is something wrong with the memory, but it is just because those memories have not happened yet.

You make up these two sentences in your own mind.

Kuroro suddenly interjected, "This isn't your body either."

You were taken aback by the question, and Kuroro's question about whether you believed in souls suddenly appeared in your mind, and he said, "Um..."

The black-haired young man put his hands in his pockets, his eyelids were slightly closed, and he stared down at the crooked dark lines on the dark red floor tiles, his tone was calm.

"Sure enough..."

You come to a drink shop, ask what they mean, and you choose a drink and pay for it together.It's just that when you swipe your card, Xia Ke's mobile phone suddenly sounds a beep.

You looked over unexpectedly, and then the blond young man raised the little devil's phone innocently: "Sorry, it's the voice of a text message."

You didn't think much, nodded and said, "Well, it's okay."

There are well-known chocolates on the shelf next to the cash register. You pick up five yuan and swipe the card to pay. This time, the mobile phone of the knight makes a beep sound again at the same time, as if reminding the owner of some important information.

This time, I should have noticed something was wrong.

The two prompts sounded when you swiped your card to pay, even if it was really a text message, it is impossible to be such a coincidence.

You raised your eyebrows slightly, and looked at the blond youth with a kind expression.

The knight realized something, took a step back, laughed and said: "There may be something important, I'll go out and deal with it."

Then he immediately turned around and quickly slipped away from the door of the beverage store.

You saw him run out before you planned to do anything, put your face on your palms in a funny way, and after the figure of the knight disappeared, you looked at Kuroro: "Did you swipe your card to locate my location?"

The black-haired young man raised the corners of his lips, gently stirred the ice cubes in the glass with a straw, and admitted directly without hesitation: "Hmm..."

"How do you know the information on that card?"

"Ask a little bit."

Who are they asking?

Of course it's the unlucky guy you stuffed into the vase.

You didn't feel much about it, just shook your head and directly exposed it, and asked Kuroro: "How have you been these few years?"

The young man's movement of stirring the ice cubes paused, he opened his eyelids, his dark eyes met your gaze, and then he casually looked away, with a vague smile on his lips.

But there was no emotion in his smile.

"Well. Not bad."

The lights of the shop were cast from behind him, and those deep eyes looked even darker, and the rich black seemed to be overflowing.

You bit your straw, thinking of the team philosophy he had mentioned, you smiled slightly: "Didn't you say before that you would never leave Meteor Street?"

As soon as the words fell, the darkness in the young man's eyes seemed to be a little heavier, but when he looked closely, he found nothing, just like your illusion.

"Well. That's what I planned to do."

Kuroro tapped the table with his fingertips, lowered his eyelids, then raised his hand to cover his lips, a dark shadow appeared under his eyes, his voice was calm, and it seemed that something undetectable was hidden.

"It's just... a little accident happened."

Hearing this, you just nodded to express your understanding, without asking in detail what the accident was, guessing it should be related to the internal situation of their team.

After returning to the mermaid's body for a while, you gradually recalled what happened before you went to Meteor Street, and suddenly thought that you would trigger the hidden identity because of the attraction from Kuroro's secret book.

You asked, "Is there anything in that book of yours?"

In the eyes of Kuroro who can't see the emotion, you continued: "I feel that it has a mysterious and unpredictable attraction to me."

Hearing this, Kuroro tilted his head slightly, his fine black hair poured down from his forehead, his jet-black pupils met your gaze calmly, and there was a vague and unclear look in his eyes.

He says to you, "Would you like to see it?"

Leaving the beverage store, you come to a remote and empty place.

The secret book in Kuroro's hand flipped at a high speed, and then suddenly stopped on one of the pages. The next second, a crystal coffin appeared out of thin air.

Your eyes froze suddenly, and then slowly stepped forward.

Lying inside is the body you used, and after so many years there is no sign of decay at all, as if it just died.

The face is calm, the long black hair flows down the shoulders and necks to the sides, and the fingers of both hands are crossed in front of the chest. What surprises you most is that there is a fresh purple firefly pandan in your hand.

This is what you don't have when you die.

It is only possible that someone else put it into your hands later.

The guess runs quickly through your mind, then you lean down, push back the lid of the coffin, and reach out to touch the body.

At this moment, it seems that there is an invisible force that pulls you and this body lying in the crystal coffin together. This is a mysterious and mysterious connection that cannot be described in words.

"Did it find out later?"

You still hold the hand of that body, and look back at Kuroro: "How did that cursed ability-reader die?"

The black-haired young man put one hand in his pocket and looked at you calmly.

The weather in this city changes very quickly. It was sunny not long ago, but now it is gloomy as if it is going to rain, and breathing is beginning to be dull.

There were more and more cumulus clouds in the sky, and the shadow under his feet became lighter and lighter as the number of cumulus clouds increased, and finally melted into the deep black land, and the whole person was perfectly integrated with the dark environment.

"Yeah. Found it."

It seems to be raining soon, and the cold wind blows from the distant woods. The wind carries the moist smell of leaves and soil, and there are faint scents of strange flowers.

Kuroro smiled slowly: "It was his enemy who did it."