Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

When Bishuiliu came out of the bathroom, Masaki Hirakawa was sitting on the sofa in a daze, holding a brush in her hand.

But what is different from the past is that this time, the flames on the grass on the grass of the heart-watching brush flicker on and off, as if he was feeling uneasy.

"When do you plan to start?" Bi Shuiliu asked.

Pingchuan Yaji returned to his senses, glanced at the time, frowned and said, "Just half an hour later."

The table in front of him was filled with all kinds of food to supplement his strength, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

He was clearly fully prepared, but he was the only one in this world who understood the matter of reincarnation. The pain from the original owner had finally reached the moment of decision, and he had no way out.

No matter how calm a person is, when he holds his own life in his hands, he will feel uneasy in his heart.

He reviewed the regeneration process, precautions, and possible accidents over and over again, but for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, to the point where he couldn't speak.

Mr. Pan left the room with Bishuiliu, leaving him alone time.

Hirakawa Yaji took out the terminal and flicked the screen aimlessly, but couldn't see anything.

In the group of the Butei Club, he saw that the president was summarizing yesterday's results, and everyone was congratulating and cheering.

He poked on the chat box, wanting to say something.

But in the end, he just silently copied a sentence of congratulations that was worthless.

At this time, it is better not to say anything inappropriate.

Moving down the line of sight, it is the portrait of Chuya Zhongyuan.

He paused and pressed return.

The light of the terminal dimmed, and he stood on the balcony, taking off the sterile cap on his head, his long hair swaying in the wind.

In the distance is the endless sea of ​​Yokohama, the waves are choppy, and the sea breeze is salty, blowing on his arms, it is very cold, but after a while, the blood on his cheeks has gone, and his fingertips are feeling cool.

The anxiety in his heart made him want to do something, or talk to someone, but he didn't know who to talk to.

He is the kind of person who doesn't like to trouble others, unless he can't help it, he usually endures his own discomfort, and the surface is still peaceful and gentle.

This kind of gentleness sometimes gives people a feeling of alienation from the world, as if they are separated from the whole world by a membrane.

It seems that he has taken care of the mood of everyone around him and is very popular, but it seems that no one has really walked into his heart.

This may be a common problem of time travelers. People who are alone in a foreign land must learn to take care of themselves, but only when they are alone can they truly express the loneliness without roots in the vast world.

Unless someone is as powerful as a flaming rose, breaking into his life vigorously, breaking his inherent concepts, pulling him out of it, and giving him deeper bonds and emotions, otherwise, he will be like a rootless cloud , look at the world with cold eyes.

Hirakawa Yaji looked at the fading halo in the sky, thinking wildly.

At this time, the terminal makes a "ding-dong" sound.

"Boyfriend: Are you done? The new motorcycle I ordered has arrived. I'll take you for a ride."

Pingchuan Yaji watched quietly and returned after a long time.

"Pingchuan Yaji: Not yet, I guess I'll be busy until tomorrow. You can try the car first, and I'll go with you when I'm done."

"Boyfriend: Okay, I'll find a place first. The place we met for the first time was good, with few people and good scenery. The weirdness around Yokohama was almost eliminated last night. We can go out to see the Milky Way at night. Then we will Go above the clouds, lie on the clouds and watch."

"Pingchuan Collection: On the Clouds?"

"Boyfriend: Well, I can take you flying, haven't you ever felt the feeling of flying to the clouds? After we finish watching the stars, we can also enjoy the feeling of bungee jumping from the clouds. At that time, you should be in good health." Yes, you can also try bungee jumping, it’s super exciting, and when I’m in a bad mood, I’ll find a place where there’s no one and enjoy rappelling from the sky…”

Today's Zhongyuanzhong suddenly became interested for some reason, and talked a lot about the future.

Hirakawa Yaji didn't have the courage to continue watching, he clenched the small terminal tightly, leaned on the railing and buried the emotions on his face in his arms.

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Time flies by.

Hirakawa Yaji lay on the bathing jelly, and the cool jelly gently supported him like water.

"Mr. Pan, I'm sorry." He got ready and said calmly.

Panzhou Tianji frowned, and his fingers couldn't help trembling: "Is this really all right?"

To regenerate the heart and other organs, the first step is to remove the original organs to make room for the regeneration seeds.

Unheard of in the world.

Panzhou Tianji's palms were covered with cold sweat.

"It's okay, Mr. Pan, I have gourmet cells in my body, and they won't die. After all, the most important function of the heart is to pump blood. Now that there is enough blood, I can last until the end of the treatment."

Bi Shui Liu sat beside him, and the green light in the palm of his hand continuously entered his body.

Panzhou Tianji gritted his teeth, and the knife in his hand cut through the epidermis, dermis, and pleural wall of the skin...

When the seed of regeneration was put into the gap, Panzhou Tianji took a step back and leaned against the wall, his eyes dazed, and he felt that the time had passed as long as a whole year.

Hirakawa Masaki looked at the ceiling, the pain stimulated his nerves, as if the blade kept slicing through the brain nerves.

The long blue hair has been soaked in blood, dripping down in strands.

The feeling of near-death is really uncomfortable, but it is not so difficult to accept.

Compared with the previous two real deaths, there is still a slight gap, so that he still has extra thoughts to compare the two different feelings.

It hurt a bit, but everything went according to plan.

His eyes turned black in bursts, cold sweat and blood were already mixed together, his tooth sockets were about to be crushed, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He tightened his grip on the rope of the restraint belt, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging and wet.

There is a ruthless heart in my heart, so this situation must not be seen by everyone in the Butei Club!

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Zhong Yuanzhong also sat in the office, too anxious to sit still.

Since an hour ago, his heart was throbbing, as if something closely related to him had happened, but he couldn't find it.

Chi Ye was also anxious with him.

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"boom!"

Accidents are always independent of human will. When Pingchuan Yaji and Bishuiliu thought everything was going well, an accident happened.

A gust of wind suddenly rose in the entire operating room, and the medicine and blood shattered all over the place. A terrifying sense of oppression was projected from the void, pressing heavily on the room.

Mr. Pan quickly grabbed Pingchuan Yaji who was almost swept away, and quickly opened the sanctuary.

As soon as the Gray King with the trait of "Guardian" made a move, the two senses of oppression clashed in the small space, and the surrounding space cracked into dark gaps.

Bishuiliu got up from the ground and joined the confrontation.

In the cramped space, the metal frame was crushed and deformed, and unrecognizable whispers came from nowhere. On Hirakawa Masaki's chest, the blurred silver-gray eye became more and more clear, as if he opened his eyes and looked at the two of them.

Mr. Pan only had time to shout "Don't look" to Bi Shuiliu, and his eyes seemed to be stabbed, with blood stains falling down.

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The Yokohama citizens have been eye-opening these days. After the Red King and the Green King, a strange sword of Damocles appeared in Yokohama.

Two swords of Damocles, one green and one gray, floated in the clouds, and because they pushed their power to the extreme, they kept making thunderous sounds.

The power on it made people wake up from the dream directly, but it was like a ghost pressing the bed, and they couldn't move no matter what.

When Zhongya and Chiya, who had been restless all night, felt this strong energy, their hearts jumped at the same time.

"Mr. Pan, are you okay?" Seeing Panzhou Tianji sitting on the ground with Pingchuan Yaji in his arms, Bi Shuiliu looked anxious.

Panzhou Tianji closed his eyes, and blood kept gushing from his eyes.

But Hirakawa Yaji, who was tightly held in his arms, fell into a coma.

The curse under his collarbone is like a living thing, climbing along his flesh and blood to the new heart, the black strange substance sticks to the heart, salivating, and without the support of other medicines and blood, the muscles and skin on his body are not No matter how moist it was, it shriveled up like a withered plant, and the heart that was gradually taking shape absorbed all the nutrients in his body and grew out of the flesh, dazzling scarlet.

And the gourmet cells in his body burst one by one.

The sanctuary was propped up like water, and the energy poured into his body like money, but the situation of the gradual loss of life could not be alleviated, but was eroded by the strange curse.

When Bishuiliu and Panzhou Tianji from the outside world were trying their best to save him, Hirakawa Masaki's consciousness was sinking into the darkness.

"System." He was glad that he stayed behind.

[Do you want to submit a special task? 】

"Yes..." He made the last sober choice.

[Task submission in progress, degree of completion: S.Reward Golden Treasure Chest*1.It is detected that the host is in critical condition. Do you want to enable the emergency mode? 】

"..."

[Ding, the emergency mode is on, the golden treasure chest is being disassembled, searching for feasible solutions...]

[Ding, the authority of the "Colorless King" without an owner has been detected, and it is being analyzed... it has been matched. 】

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At the first moment of the mutation, Chi also turned into a black and red monster and pierced into the void.

Under the two swords of kingship, it peered through the space crack to see the messy situation below.

"Ya Ji!"

The black and red god roared, and the ferocious red eyes suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

Nakahara Nakaya, who saw the situation of Hirakawa Yaji through his vision, was blinded. Is this the private matter Yaji said?

He felt pain in his heart, and the black and red god was about to sneak in along the crack in space.

"Wait a minute, you can't go in."

In the void, the snow-white world consciousness grabbed the beast by the tail and said indifferently.

The beast turned its head and bit his finger, mercilessly.

The incarnation of the cornerstone of the world—the Dresden Stone Slab—dodged the attack of the beast, and took a step back: "He doesn't want you to see him like this."

The ferocious beast gritted its teeth, and the energy around it fluctuated violently.

"Huangba spit, be quiet, he won't die."

Countless virtual light spots gushed out from the world consciousness, passed through space cracks, and poured into the withered body below.

The next moment, beside the twin swords hanging in the clouds, a dimly glowing colorless sword slowly condensed.

Outside the crack in the space, the messy operating room suddenly froze, and time paused under the sanctuary.

A pair of blood-stained hands reached into the chest cavity, and ruthlessly tore off the eyes and black substance attached to it. At the same time, the blood hole in the chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye as if time was flowing quickly.

"Look, it's all right." The world consciousness said to the gods.

The ferocious beast didn't care about him, and crashed into the space crack. Black and red energy wrapped around Hirakawa Masaki's side, and strands of energy entered his body, while bloody lines slowly appeared on the colorless sword in the sky. , like magma, and like blood vessels.

The torn silver-gray curse melted little by little under the black-red energy.