About the fact that I was reborn after my strategy was full.

Volheshel bought a ring.

It is a brand recommended by Kong Shiyu, and it is said that it has been loved by young people recently.

"Your wife will love it."

On the streets of Tokyo, Fu Heisher let out a breath of air, remembering what the teller said with a smile just now.

If you don't like it, you can change it.

Although he thought so, Fu Heisher clearly knew the answer.

The guy with the goofy smile never refuses any of his gifts.

She'd always say "thank you" cheerfully, and scurry around the room triumphantly like a rabbit.

【"Because it was sent by Shier, so it's only natural for me to cherish it?"】

Before Sakino Qiho, no one had ever said such a thing to him.

For the first time, Fu Heisher had greedy thoughts.

He wants to hear more and see more.

I want to watch the fireworks with her again next year, and then see her distraught after being hit by a water polo.

Sakino Nanho is also cute when she is angry.

She never moved her mouth when she could do it, but she immediately regretted it after beating, and hugged the sofa as if she was afraid that he would throw her out.

……

But I can't see it anymore.

As soon as Fuheshier walked downstairs to the apartment building, he smelled blood.

He walked up the stairs expressionlessly, without even opening the door—

Fu Heihui squatted beside the blood-stained girl, and opened his lips helplessly when he saw him, like a pitiful puppy.

Fuhesher had no time to pay attention to him.

The man squatted down, picked up the girl on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll take you to the doctor from the high school."

Sakino Nanaho smiled and grabbed the clothes on his chest: "Gitro is not a doctor yet."

"To shut up."

"Remember to attend tomorrow's parent meeting."

"……To shut up."

"Also, Shier..." Cold fingers touched his face, "Don't cry."

Only then did Fu Heisher realize that he was crying.

He never cried.

He didn't cry when he was thrown into the heap of curse spirits and almost killed.

I didn't cry when I was squeezed out by my so-called relatives.

Before that, Fuheshier didn't even know what it was like to cry.

He lowered his head, and his arms holding her tightened a little while he was speeding across the roof.

【I like you so much, Shir. 】

This sentence was like a spell, firmly locked him.

Fu Heisher's eyes were deep, and he said in a hoarse voice for a while: "Don't sleep."

Sakino Nanho's eyelashes trembled, and the eyes that were about to close opened.

"Got it." She said in a coquettish tone, "Then do you want to tell me a story?"

Fu Heisher pursed his lips, and cut off the curse spirit standing in front of him with one hand.

"Once upon a time there was a man named Alibaba."

"He drove three donkeys up the mountain to cut firewood..."

Then he followed the robber and discovered the cave full of treasure.

[Sesame, open the door! 】

Ali Baba yelled like this.

The door opened, and among the tens of thousands of brocades and gold coins, a little girl who also sneaked in smiled at him.

"...What, you don't know how to tell stories at all." Nanasui Sakino muttered, her white shirt was dyed red, and there was some complaint in her voice.

Fu Heisher heard her voice getting softer and softer, until finally even her breathing became unnoticeable.

"I like you so much, Shir."

How can someone's last words be like this.

When Fu Heisher broke into the college, Sakino Nanasui had completely stopped her heartbeat.

She was lying on the cold laboratory table, surrounded by the expressionless Michelle Nitrate.

The girl with neat short hair fumbled in her pockets, trying to light a cigarette.

But her hands trembled, and she couldn't press the lighter no matter what.

Jia Ruozi felt that he was going crazy soon.

But she should be the calmest one.

"Is there any other message?" Jia Ruozi took a deep breath and asked the same silent man beside him.

Fu Heisher didn't speak, he stared at the dried blood on his hands for a long time, and finally stood up from the chair.

The rumored sympathetic Tian and Tyrant wiped away the blood scabs on Sakino Nanasui's face with a handkerchief little by little.

He asked Jia Ruozi: "What's her name?"

Jia Ruozi was stunned, paused for a few seconds, and stuffed the broken cigarette back into his pocket.

"Naho." She replied, "Sakino Nanaho."

Fu Heisher lowered his eyes, and quietly clenched the diamond ring in his pocket.

【"Extremely."】

In front of the hot TV, the blond girl leaned over with her chin resting, gloating over her misfortune.

She bent her eyes and asked him "what are you laughing at?"

【"You're not really being cheated out of money, are you?"】

When Fu Heisher walked out of the high school, it rained heavily in Tokyo like a year ago.

He tried to light a cigarette, but the spark died out in the rain as soon as it started.

People in the Chanyuan family said that heaven and curse should have no heart.

But now, his heart seems to have been stolen.

The death of the eldest lady of the Chanyuan family caused quite a stir in the magic world, and the most shocking one was Naoya Zenyuan, who was also a twin with her.

A day ago, he received a call from Qisui, a Buddhist monastery.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, only the faint laughter of a man.

Zenyuan Naoya thought it was a prank, and hung up the phone without thinking.

Until Zhipiren of the Zen Academy told him the news of Qisui's death in the Zen Academy.

From childhood to adulthood, the people around Zenyuan Naoya have changed from batch to batch.

Some were executed, and some were killed by cursed spirits.

But Qisui in the Chanyuan is different.

Zenyuan Naoya always felt that she was like a brown candy that couldn't be shaken off.

She is very good-looking, imitating him everywhere, and against him everywhere.

But the Father says they are one.

Because the annoying little luotou called him brother, he could barely protect her occasionally.

So everything became logical.

Zenyuan Naoya remembers that when he was three years old, Zenyuan Qisui, who was full of oil paint, suddenly ran over and told him that she wanted to tie a sunny doll under the porch.

It can move, and it will shake and shake when the wind blows, just like the kite that mother took them to fly.

【"You will be scolded."】

【"Think about it."】

【"Huh? Just be scolded yourself, stay away from me."】

【"Think about it."】

【“…”】

Zenyuan Naoya, who is also only three years old, feels that he must be possessed by evil spirits.

When he realized it, he had already moved a bench for her, and even let her step on his shoulders.

The last thing a Buddhist monastery needs is family affection.

Zenyuan Naoya, who was indoctrinated with this kind of thought and grew up, didn't know why.

Why regret it.

Why not reconciled.

Amidst the panicked voices of "Master Naoya" from the servants, Naoya finally came back to his senses.

The standing pillar was punched angrily by someone who pinched the dilapidated doll under the porch with bloody hands and threw it indifferently into the pond in the courtyard.

Zenyuan Naoya did not attend the funeral of [Zenyuan Nanasui].

The water in the pond is swaying, and the red goldfish is shaking its tail, floating and sinking around the lotus leaves.

"Useless guy."

【"Is there anything Six Eyes can't do?"】

When the boy stared at the blackened pool of blood in the apartment, these words suddenly came to his mind.

No imaginary anger, no urge to cry.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have returned to the spring when Sakino Nanasui died.

Everything returned to silence, as if even time stopped flowing.

Wujo Wu clearly knew what went wrong, but he was unwilling to get out of such a mistake.

If you don't wake up, tomorrow is still tomorrow, Qisui is still Qisui.

"Enlightenment."

But Xia Youjie called his name.

The boy with the ball head stood up on his knees, turned around and asked him calmly, "What are your plans for the future?"

Gojo Satoru remembered that he seemed to have asked Sakino Nanasui this question as well.

"I don't know." Gojo Satoru replied, no emotion could be seen in his blue eyes, "Maybe he will become a teacher."

Xia Youjie smiled, not surprised by the result.

People are so sad that they can't make a sound.

Of course, Xia Youjie would not let anyone know about this kind of thing.

Sakino Nanasui is a troublesome ghost, she always disappears when he is most looking forward to the future, and then returns when he finally accepts the truth.

They are like two lines in the crowd, intersecting briefly, but then diverge at an unpredictable moment.

However, the earth is round anyway.

Xia Youjie closed his eyes lightly, and patted his best friend on the back pretending to be relaxed: "Let's go."

A black butterfly was born from the wound, and it flapped its wings, flying and flying into the endless sky.

A rainbow appeared on the horizon after the rain.

……

Qi Ye Qisui stood in a void, watching all this calmly.

The butterfly landed on her shoulder, sparks ignited as soon as it stopped, and disappeared in the system's surprised voice.

[The favorability of the target "Fu Heisher" has reached 100%]

[Congratulations on your achievement——]

【"CG Fairy Tales without Ending"】

[Character information is being updated...]

[Player: Sakino Nanasui

Game duration: 16 years and three months

Current Occupation: Conjurer

Rating: [-]

Strategy: 6/10

Stamina: 5/10

Attraction: 7/10

Strategy Assistant: Activated

Achievement: slightly

People who have been captured so far: Fu Heishier (love line), Fu Heihui (family line), Wujo Wu (love line), Xia Youjie (love line), Jiarui Nizi (friendship line?), Hui Yuanxiong ( Friendship Line), Qihai Jianren (Friendship Line)

Current Raiders Failed Characters: ■■■■

Currently available credits: 100+

Current remaining game duration: 58 days]

"You've done a good job, host." The artificial intelligence that sensed the girl's mood swings comforted, "The vest [Zenyuan Qisui] has been recovered. To ensure the fairness of the game, their memory of you will fade over time."

Sakino Nanaho finally raised her head.

"Does that mean we'll meet again?"

The system was silent for a moment.

"Who knows."

For a long time, it gave such an answer.

Sakino Nanaho smiled and stood up from the ground.

In the empty game backpack, there are souvenirs obtained by the players of this week.

【Irrepairable Short Blade】[Lv.97]

[Four corner fan that symbolizes happiness] [Lv.1]

[Gift Box with Unidentified Objects] [Lv.98]

Sakino Nanasui was taken aback for a moment, and opened the boxy box.

【"I bought a little something."】

Fuheshier's voice rang in his head.

Looking at the diamond ring, Qi Ye wanted to raise the corners of her lips, but tears fell first.

"The next time I go back to that world, I won't be called Qisui again." The girl said with some self-deprecation, and fell back on the bed constructed by the system.

The system is a little bit awkward: "I will report your opinion, but which vest will be drawn depends on your luck."

Qi Ye Qisui immediately sat up unconvinced: "Come draw a card!"

System: "The situation in the next dungeon is more complicated. It is recommended that you take a short break before drawing cards."

"It's okay." Nanasui Sakino said, she rubbed her eyes, and stood up as if nothing happened, "This is the fifth copy, and I should get used to it."

If she was still crying because of the loss of Hasebe when she quit the second week, she has already recognized the status quo in the third week.

Nanaho Sakino visited the National Museum accompanied by Tsunayoshi Sawada.

The pressed-cut Hasebe is placed in the center of the exhibition hall and enshrined as a national treasure.

That's not her Hasebe.

To put it another way, maybe the moment she left the copy, her Hasebe died.

The system was silent, and after a long stalemate, it sighed in compromise.

[Game world matching...]

[The fifth week has started, vest matching is in progress]

A golden character card floated out.

Sakino Nanasui thought that this was the identity she wanted to use, but when she opened it, it had the words "target of attack" written on it.

【Reborn】

"Why is it golden?" Nanasui Sakino wondered.

The system choked up, and the tone was a little guilty: "Because so far, no player has been able to complete the strategy."

Qi Ye Qisui suddenly had a bad premonition, but before she had time to speak, the system immediately remedied:

"But it doesn't matter! Since the difficulty is beyond expectations, I will assist you in this week's strategy after you lock the target of the strategy."

...that doesn't seem like a bad deal.

Sakino Nanho was subtly persuaded.

"Background settings—"

"Your name is Gioria. You have curly brown hair and sea-like eyes. You are a standard Italian beauty."

Sakino Nanaho: "It sounds very ordinary."

System: "...A few months ago, you and your fiancé lived together."

Sakino Nanasui: "Wait, why do you still have a fiancé?"

System: "This is a key part of the strategy, and it cannot be confirmed until you lock the target of the strategy."

Sakino Nanasui: "I regret it, it's okay not to draw cards."

"The game has been loaded." The system rejected her mercilessly, "Dear player, I wish you a happy game."

Sakino Nanasui: "..."

The dark world in front of her eyes expanded, Nanaho Sakino was sitting in the bedroom, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the magnificent jewel-like sea of ​​Sicily.

There was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom.

Sakino Nanaho pinched her strange yet familiar face in the mirror, guessing that the one in the bathroom was her unlucky fiancé.

The girl sighed, and was about to study the settlement points when the mobile phone equipped with the vest rang.

Qi Ye Qiho looked down and saw that there was a text message on it.

[Dear Qiao Liya, although I also sympathize with you, but the leader said that if you don’t send back Peng Li’s information, you will be treated as a traitor]

[Sender: Dazai-kun, the hateful boss who did not die today]

Sakino Nanasui was silent.

This text message contains a lot of information, but she can understand only the three words "Peng Gelie".

Wait - so she jumped directly from the former Mrs. Vongola leader to Vongola's spy?

Sakino Nanasui's pupils trembled, and she hastily deleted the text message.

calm.

Strictly speaking, gossip is also considered intelligence.

... How about sending some gossip?

The sound of water in the bathroom ceased without warning.

Qi Ye Qisui got back under the quilt, holding the mobile phone and preparing to pretend to sleep.

The surrounding sounds are very quiet.Seagulls chirped on the coast of Sicily, and the humid air carried the fragrance of roses.

step.

two steps.

Someone stopped with his back to her when he was two steps away from the bed.

The man has a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, and his sideburns are very characteristically rolled up.

Reborn, the childhood teacher of the tenth generation of Pengelie, and now the consultant outside the door--Jogia's "poor fiancé" just raised his eyebrows in the warm sea breeze.

He said, "Joria, don't pretend to be asleep."

"You can look at me openly."