Why aren't people raising me

good god.

During the time when Saiki Kusuo was born, everyone was talking about this term, including his off-line parents.

Gradually, the direction of people's discussion began to go wrong, from a simple joke to a certain belief, a certain belief that must be recognized by others, and a certain taboo that will provoke disputes.

The transition took just two weeks.

Even his father, Qi Mu Guochun, said to his mother in a bad mood after work one day, "The manga artist I brought... yes, it is a manga inspired by [Good God], and today suddenly encountered A batch of scolding, Mr. Chaochun already wanted to close his pen."

Mom covered her mouth in surprise, "How could this be? Wasn't this comic very popular when it was first published?"

"Because everyone thinks it's an apocalypse, an excuse for people not to work hard, exaggerating something that doesn't exist. It was originally just an entertainment theme, but it has become a bad trend that leads to degeneration among some people..."

Saiki Kusuo's parents are guys who put the label of good people all over their bodies. They will only adjust themselves at home if they are not resentful and disappointed, and sigh regretfully, "No matter what they think, I feel that they did not participate in the The 'God' in this dispute has really suffered unwarranted infamy, if only I could see him again..."

"I would love to thank him."

But the father who said so did not see that the god he was thinking of was standing in front of him.

"It was really born, is this child the so-called Chosen One?"

The white-haired boy didn't seem to hear the man's thanks, and went straight to the crib. He met those slightly confused purple eyes, and then he couldn't help showing the expression of a human being teasing a baby.

"The newborn child is very cute no matter what... He is still so obedient, he doesn't cry at all, he will grow into an excellent adult in the future."

Cute, excellent adult.

Is this a blessing from the gods?

"Yi Nan, erase his parents' memories of me."

The god called a name, but no one saw Saiki Kusuo, just like he couldn't find where Darryl was.

And then that day, both father and mother forgot about the kind God.

Saiki Kusuo felt that they could not develop dementia so quickly, so after three weeks of birth, his thoughts slowly sent heart sounds to his parents' minds, [God who helps father...]

"Huh? Kusuo called Dad again, I'm so happy, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!" Saiki Kunoharu hugged him excitedly, "Does Kusuo want to hear the story of his father's proposal to his mother? Good! Dad will tell you again... "

"That day, I couldn't find my wedding ring, it was an illusory shadow that helped me..."

Saiki Kusuo opened his eyes slightly in surprise,

...Have you not lost your memory?

Later he realized,

What Saiki Kuniharu forgot was the label in the population, not Natsume Masaharu.

He separates Natsume Masaharu from the phantoms imagined by people,

If it really counts, Saiki Kusuo has already repaid the so-called "favor".

What he returned was the kindness that his father never forgot, and it was the blessing of the gods.

but……

The fate of the gods is over, but Masaharu Nakahara's is not.

Nakahara Masaharu is the only friend that Saiki Sosuke agrees with, and the people his brother cares about also have different positions in Kusuo's heart.

The first time he woke up from the precognitive dream, Saiki Kusuo thought it was a nightmare just like ordinary people. He said to his family, "I dreamed about a tsunami, and many people would die."

"I also dreamed that Yazhi was burned to ashes."

Mother felt sorry for him dreaming of bloody scenes at such a young age, and worried whether his body was sick, but Saiki Kusuo was indeed frightened by the headache he had never had before. He lay on the bed like all sick people, relying on rest Physical recovery.

Until being shaken awake by Kusuke,

"Kusuo! Tsunami, it's a tsunami! Your dream has come true!"

The instinct in the genes made Saiki Kusuo realize belatedly that his dream was a prophecy—he let a disaster happen and ignored Masaharu Nakahara's death.

In fact, this has nothing to do with Saiki Kusuo. To be honest, superpowers have brought Saiki Kusuo countless troubles. Now he is extremely disgusted with most of the human beings except his family, and even at a certain moment, he has the desire to wipe out all human beings. He carefully calculated how much time it would take to accomplish this goal, and even if he wanted to stop the tsunami, with his current superpower that could only lift a car, he probably wouldn't be able to.

But Nakahara Masaharu is special. Saiki Kusuo doesn't want his brother to be sad, and he doesn't want his soft-hearted mother to cry.

So he teleported to the scene of the disaster immediately, but it was still a step too late.

It didn't matter if he was a step late, he could go back in time and stop it all.

The young psychic frowned. For the first time, he was grateful for his own power. For the first time, he was not confident that it could be strong enough to reverse the tragedy. No matter what, he would save Masaharu Nakahara!

--time travel.

Saiki Kusuo returned to half an hour ago, which was his limit.

The location was still the same orphanage, but the building was standing in its original place, and people were walking out in an orderly manner. Judging from their voices, Masaharu was looking for the missing person inside the house.

Saiki Kusuo planned to just follow him, solve his troubles and avoid the inevitable end.

His appearance attracted people's attention, but the mentally exhausted refugees didn't think much of it, just thinking that Kusuo was a child in an orphanage.

Use hypnosis to let everyone in the house come out, lest Yazhi have to look for them one by one.

Saiki Kusuo thought so.

His pupils glowed with inorganic light, and his soft hair was windless and automatic.

"Kusuo?"

A voice interrupted him.

Saiki Kusuo shuddered, turned his eyes to look,

Masaharu Nakahara was leaning out of the window on the first floor of the orphanage, looking at him in surprise, "Why are you here?!"

He turned his mind, glanced around the crowd, showing a little anxiety, "Why are you alone, did your family come here for vacation, where is Sorasuke? Are uncles and aunts with you?"

Because of his concern, Saiki Kusuo relaxed a bit.

[I come……]

He didn't know whether he should tell the truth, but at this moment, a voice sounded in his head,

"—Huh? What got in here?"

Saiki Kusuo opened his eyes wide. He covered his ears as if he was frightened, and even showed a reflexive out-of-control expression.

A person with superpowers has telepathy from birth, and the development trajectory of nothing can escape his perception, and no one can talk to him without his knowledge.

And the sound is very strange, it doesn't seem like it is made by ordinary humans.

So who is communicating with him at this time?

For the first time, Saiki Kusuo felt an emotion similar to fear towards a strange existence.

That emotion made him wish he could leave immediately, like running away.

He raised his head, as if cold water had been poured on his head, his blood turned cold, and he saw a huge monster exuding an ominous aura.

If it's just a skeleton, Saiki Kusuo is certainly not afraid, he is most used to the human skeleton, but this skeleton has a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored, and seems to be sullen.

"It's not good to travel through time and space at will, kid." Reaper raised a hand, "Go back where you came from."

As the voice fell, a powerful aura pressed towards him. It was a power that did not belong to humans. The feeling that his body and soul were being pulled away by some irresistible force swept through Saiki Kusuo's nerves. The world was spinning, and then he opened his eyes, and there were two teenagers with obscure expressions standing in front of him.

Then came the voice that flooded into my mind - "It's a pity, it's almost..."

What Darryl said happened to fall into Saiki Kusuo's ears.

[A little short of what? ]

Saiki Kusuo frowned and asked.

As if the retreat just now was an illusion, he gradually calmed down after the initial panic, and showed amazing courage and calmness,

Darryl, I have to say, was shocked,

"Can you see me?"

The god of death that only Nakahara Masaharu could see appeared in Saiki Kusuo's eyes.

"...Is it because we have fought in the past, have we crossed paths?" Darryl folded his chest and found out the reason after a short thought, "I sent you back."

"I can't help but praise you, you are more powerful than I imagined."

Saiki Kusuo took a step forward, and asked again, [What does almost mean, is it related to Masaharu? ]

His voice did not enter the minds of the humans present, so in their perspective, the pink-haired child was looking straight into the void.

"Where did you go just now?" Nakahara Chuya asked,

He received a lot of information for a while. Although he has a strong sense of unreality, no matter how bizarre things are compared with Yazhi's death, they are not worth mentioning. He will calm himself down, let his brain run soberly, and look for Any dubious loopholes and opportunities worth taking.

Saiki Kusuo took the time to respond, [I went there half an hour ago, but was driven back by something. ]

"Half an hour... before?" Nakata, who has the power of time and space, said in shock, "Is it time travel?! My power can't do this, but I have a vague hunch—it's just that I haven't reached this level. , Traveling through time and space is really possible. So, you just—”

Zhong Yuan also gave him a sideways glance, "Zhong Tian, ​​did you believe what he said so easily?"

"Forehead……"

Saiki Kusuo doesn't take other people's doubts to heart. For him, the most important thing right now is the tragedy of destroying Masaharu Nakahara.

[Do you know who the big guy who has been following Masaharu is? ]

Zhongye: "Father and mother?"

[No, he can find out that I don't belong to that time and space.It looks like a skeleton, is more than three meters tall, and has a neutral voice. ]

Chuya frowned and thought, "Masaharu never told me."

[his name is……]

"Darryl."

Osamu Dazai on the side resolutely picked up the name,

[… That's right. ]

"So, the result of your time travel is..."

[Failed. ]

This is obvious.

Because Masaharu Nakahara lying on the ground is still a corpse.

Dazai frowned.

Darryl's ability may be beyond his imagination. If the other party is not a curse spirit or a monster, then what else can it be.

"What if I don't tell you?" Darryl said mockingly, "What can you do?"

Saiki Kusuo's expression sank.

In such a stiff atmosphere, an unbelievable exclamation came from above his head, "Yazhi?"

Nakata looked up, the idiot bird on the high place turned his eyes in surprise, Nakahara also pursed his lips, half kneeling beside Masaharu and did not respond, Dazai turned his face away, as if he was a little bored with what was bound to happen.

The person who came was Matsuda Jinpei.

He clutched the wound on his waist, his lips were pale, "I heard a loud noise, they said there was a landslide here..."

From above, Masaharu Nakahara is fine, but...

"Why Yaji..."

Wearing the same outfit as at home.

What happened to the explosion? When did Nakahara Chuya come? Are there tears or blood on his face?

The scene in front of him conveyed a secret tingling pain to the heart, Matsuda Jinping turned over and wanted to slide down, but was grabbed by the fool bird, "You don't want to die!"

Because of Chuya's second heavy blow, the collapsed earth wall became extremely steep, and it was ten meters deep by visual inspection.

The refugees huddled in the corner are frightened, their minds are full of hopeless and pessimistic thoughts.

Saiki Kusuo was distraught by all this,

[I'll do it again. ]

He stared at death in the sky,

For the first time in his life, the provocateur had the feeling that he might lose.

[If you don't tell me, at worst I'll ask Masaharu personally. ]

He stretched out his hand to cover the ground, and the halo appeared in his eyes again,

The sky and the earth shook, everything around was regressing, the collapsed land began to rise, the collapsed buildings slowly recovered, and the human body also moved rapidly without knowing it, and everything that happened would eventually be erased.

Saiki Kusuo stared at the faces of the two teenagers in front of him, [Only I didn't manipulate your memory, so...you should hurry up. ]

This time, he used time travel.

How long he can go back is determined by his limit.