On the degree of compatibility between Guardian Egg and Yokohama

The handbook with the word "ideal" on it made the young man's identity clear at a glance - Kunikida Doppo, a member of the Armed Detective Agency.

The middle-aged man's rough hands tightly pinched Suzuki Aoi's neck, which made it difficult for her to breathe.

The girl's light-colored eyes blinked, and she was out of focus in this world made up of boring lines. The unattractive colors gradually faded away, leaving only black and white.

The sound of breathing became extremely clear in the brain, including the dryness and pain in the throat when swallowing, the sweet and rusty smell rising from the throat, and the dull pain and cold touch of the cold muzzle touching the temple.

This should be a moment of life-and-death crisis, but the soul of the person involved has lost the sense of substitution for the body—in a strangely condescending posture that is controlled by others.

"Aoi! Xiao Aoi!"

The guardian sweetheart named Sanye was full of anxiety and worry, trying to wake up the girl from this abnormal state.

"Let's do an image makeover!"

Although she wanted to give Aoi power right away, but...she had a promise with the girl—unless both parties agreed, she couldn't change her image without authorization.

Even in such a critical moment of life and death, the little gentleman did not break his promise.

The call of the guardian spirit brought Suzuki Aoi's mind back to this world, and her light-colored eyes refocused.

"...No need." The girl whose throat was overly oppressed responded with difficulty but in a low voice.

Even image remodeling doesn't seem to be of much use in this situation.

This small voice was caught by the despicable man, the big hand holding the girl's neck was tightened even more, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the temple even more forcefully, grinding the white flesh into bright red marks .

"Be honest." The man threatened the innocent golden lamb viciously.

He raised his hand and placed it weakly on the back of the man's hand. His white and slender fingers gently rubbed and curled up, and the trimmed round nails could not leave any traces.

"No...don't be so...hard."

As if she didn't understand the current situation, the girl made a request to the vicious robber.He is obviously weak like an ant, but he is not afraid of a force stronger than himself.

Such reactions are not what a human being with the inferior qualities of a devil would want—fear, cry, tremble, beg for mercy.This is what men want to see.

The distorted desire/desire in his heart was not satisfied, and an incomparably fatal irritability rose from the bottom of his heart at this moment, filling the four small rooms in his heart like a fog.

Even darker, anti-human thoughts arose—a man's finger was about to pull the trigger.

The next moment, an invisible hand tightly grasped the man's wrist and folded it back fiercely.With a scream, the man's hand holding the gun unconsciously loosened due to the pain like a bone fracture. The black gun fell to the ground and was stepped on by the young man who suddenly appeared.

The restraint on the girl's neck is also gone.Staggering forward a few steps, Suzuki Aoi raised her hand to caress the red marks on her slender neck, regained her freedom, her breathing also became short, and it took a long time before she regained her original stability.

Tanizaki Junichiro appeared behind them and subdued the robbers effortlessly.

His supernatural ability——Xixue, can create illusions to confuse the enemy's sight, and can also be used to hide. It is a supernatural ability that is very good at assassination.

Seeing this, Kunikida Doppo hurriedly ran to the prisoner's side, using a supernatural ability - Doppo Yinke, tore off a page of the handbook and wrote down the words and turned them into handcuffs, completely cutting off the prisoner's chance of escape.

Then he walked to Suzuki Aoi's side to ask about his injuries.

Shaking her head lightly, the girl didn't speak because her throat was hurt, she just took out the terminal and typed to express her thanks.

The prisoner was handed over to the patrolling police who came hastily.

Kunikida Doppo frowned as he looked at the girl's fair-skinned neck which was now covered with horrible purple marks.

"I'll take you to the hospital." The responsible and reliable adult male said.

Blinking her pale eyes, Suzuki Aoi did not refuse, typing on the terminal.

【thanks. 】

......

Touching the bandage wrapped around her neck, Suzuki Aoi stood at the door of the house, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the key and opened the door.

By this time, mother should have come back.

But such an obvious wound can't be covered anyway, not to mention the throat is so injured that he can't speak temporarily.

It made my mother worry again - this kind of cognition made Suzuki Aoi's emotions visibly lost.

"Aoi, it's not your fault."

The guardian spirit is the most sensitive to changes in the master's mood. The little gentleman wearing a top hat stretched out his hand and held the girl's fingertips. His eyes were full of concern, trying to comfort her.

The temperature from her fingertips dispelled part of the negative emotions in the girl's heart, and without hesitation, she stepped into the door.

However...

The light in the kitchen was not turned on, and there was no Suzuki Haru's shoes at the entrance—the master hadn't returned home yet.

This kind of cognition made the heart of this girl who had no sense of security in this strange world seem to be hit hard, and her heart beat rapidly.

She quickly took out the terminal and tried to dial her mother's phone, but found that there was an unread message hanging at the top of the screen - this is Suzuki Haru's most frequently used method to inform her daughter of various emergencies.

[Sorry, Aoi.A new boss has come to the company, and they are having a meeting to discuss a new plan. Mom asks Itosai's chef to deliver the meal, and it should be here soon. 】

Suzuki Haru never let his daughter go into the kitchen to use knives, because the content of coagulation factors in the girl's blood was low. Although it was not as serious as hemophilia, small wounds healed slower than ordinary people.

And Ito Sai is the best private chef nearby.

[Okay, Mom. 】

Suzuki Aoi sent the reply letter, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

The rupture of the Dimensional Wall made her realize that the world is no longer safe, there are mafia, people with supernatural powers, and other unknown potential dangers.The crime rate in society is also much higher than in the previous world.

This suburban house was the only place that felt real to her.

Even if there is no sense of urgency when facing the robbers, once the mother is involved, all worries will come to the fore in an instant.

The feeling of being tightly squeezed by the neck resurfaced.

too weak...

Completely incapable of resisting.

Sitting on Suzuki Aoi's shoulder, Mitsuha didn't make a sound to disturb, but just accompanied her quietly.

Back in her room, Suzuki Aoi took out a piece of paper and a pencil.

The tip of the pen rubbed against the paper, making a rustling sound.

【横滨，文野世界：

Port Mafia, Armed Detective Agency, Supernatural Secret Service

Other worlds: to be determined]

If this is really a world built by anime content, then... can it be assumed that the more the character is in the center, the less likely he is to die and be blessed by the world?

Such a bold guess made Suzuki Aoi a ridiculous idea in his heart.

If so...

So—try to be the main character.

Become indispensable to this world.

The absurd idea is so natural and logical, as if it is the guidance of the world in the dark.

The paper was put aside, and the girl's pale eyes flashed with a strange light.

Mitsuha floated to the top of the white paper and observed it carefully, only to find that it was not any kind of writing that she could understand.

A new life is about to begin.