[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

After helping Katsuya Saeki chop vegetables, eating with him, and clearing the table after dinner, Katsuya Saeki seemed to be closer to me after going through these experiences.

Before going to work the next day, he stood in front of the full-length mirror wearing a tie and said to me: "I'm going to work, and I will leave the house to Mr. Uchiha."

I looked at him in the mirror in a long, elegant suit and leather shoes, and said, "If you don't want to go, it doesn't matter if you take a day off?"

"Huh?" The blue eyes in the mirror blinked, and the handsome young man's face froze for a moment.

Putting my hands on the coffee table, I looked at him through the mirror with my chin on my hands: "You look tired."

It's true, Saeki Katsuya looks worse than me, who is not completely sick, there is no trace of blood on his fair face, deep darkness and burnout are buried deep in his eyes, and the blue color is constantly accumulated under his eyes Deepening, I pointed to my eyes: "I'm almost becoming a panda, why don't you take a break?"

He burst out laughing, and his still fingers moved again, flexibly knotting the tie: "No, there is still a lot of work to be done."

Katsuya Saeki picked up the briefcase on the cabinet in the entrance and waved at me: "I'm going first."

It wasn't until the door was closed that it slammed shut with a click, and the room was silent again.

I stood up on my knees, walked slowly to the balcony, and looked down at Katsuya Saeki walking in a hurry.He seemed to notice my gaze, turned his head and waved at me, and when he turned his head, he found that the bus was approaching and hurried to the platform.

I scratched the loose long hair at the back of my head, and lay on the iron railing of the balcony for a while.

A few sparrows stopped on the wire not far away, jumping back and forth on the wire, making a chirping sound.

Blue sky and white clouds, the horns of cars sounded downstairs from time to time.

This world is really peaceful and beautiful compared to my world.

The sound of the high heels clicking from far to near, I subconsciously lowered my head and glanced, and my eyes froze immediately——

At the end of the street came a beautiful black-haired beauty in this direction. She was wearing a well-fitting professional suit and high-heeled shoes, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes glistened in the sun.A gust of wind blew, raising the woman's bangs and long hair, and she also raised her fingers along the wind to comb her hair gently. All the men on the street were attracted by her.That tear mole, and her whole body exuded an incomparable magical beauty.

Because such a powerful and magical beauty is unparalleled in the world, I recognized this woman at a glance.

Tomie Kawakami.I was short-lived in my previous life.

The woman I once loved and abandoned.

At that time, she was still a young girl as fresh as a lily, a little girl in a white dress blushing under the roses I gave her, and she was very different from the mature beauty she is now.

The only thing that remains the same is the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

In my previous life, I loved her so much that I can still recognize this woman at a glance.

It's a pity that she still betrayed me in the end of her previous life, and she was buried deeply in my memory.

Kawakami Tomie didn't notice that I was watching her from the balcony on the third floor. She was carrying a small leather bag, and her high-heeled shoes were rattling on the floor tiles laid in the street.

cluck cluck, cluck cluck.

Following this rhythm, my index finger tapped on the railing lightly, and I saw a man who couldn't help but stepped forward to talk to her.

She's still as popular as ever.

Fu Jiang stopped, said a few words to the man, and then showed an impatient expression on his pretty face, and seemed to curse at the man angrily.

Her angry look was so charming that the man who was scolded so badly and then left ruthlessly was completely lifeless, but stood there and stared at Fu Jiang's background obsessively.

He looked at the background, without blinking his eyes, chanting words, and I recognized him saying Fu Jiang's name from that mouth shape:

"Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang..."

The name was like a spell, firmly wrapped in his heart and destroyed his reason.

Despair mixed with killing intent appeared in his eyes.

I watched with great interest that this man dressed as an ordinary office worker exudes a dark and depressing aura, and these familiar auras are mixed with a murderous aura that I am more familiar with.

He wanted to kill Fu Jiang.

Now that he is in love with Fu Jiang, he wants to kill that woman very, very much.

I propped my chin and smiled, it's a pity that I don't have any other weapons except Duan Po Whirling, otherwise I could throw him a kunai or shuriken for free.

Fu Jiang, who was walking in front, didn't notice the expression of the man behind her at all, but she probably didn't care if she saw it.

She was such an arrogant woman that any man she left behind would be thrown out like a shoe.

Because she is beautiful enough, there are always new men attracted to her.

I coldly saw a passing luxury car slowly parked beside Fu Jiang, the man in the car talked to her, after a few words, Fu Jiang got into the red sports car.The car hummed and drove away, leaving behind the lost men on the street.

I straightened up, stretched my waist and walked back to the room. I searched around except for the full-length mirror at the entrance and only found the mirror on the sink in the bathroom.

I stared at the round mirror and hesitated for a while, thinking about answering Katsuya Saeki's question at night, I took the mirror down with my hands.

Holding the mirror and sitting on the sofa, I stared at the smooth and clear mirror and launched Sharingan——

The scarlet color replaces the original black, and the complex patterns that are as bright as stars appear in the eyes, because the patterns are composed of black lines, which is a little more weird in the gorgeousness.

I looked at my Sharingan, trying to mobilize the recovered chakra in my body and send it to the mirror.

It started smoothly, but within two or three seconds, the chakra was blocked at the end of my finger, and after I forcibly transported it into the mirror, the mirror surface shattered.

With a bang, the entire circular mirror shattered into countless small crystal clear fragments, which fell from my fingers like a rain of crystal clear diamonds onto the floor.

I sighed, closed Sharingan, and leaned back on the sofa.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, thinking about this ability.

This is the only ability I inherited from my second brother's kaleidoscope, and it is also a power that I have not been able to fully grasp until now.

This ability can store energy in an object, like a mirror, and then take it out and use it when I need it.

Because energy is broadly defined, it has different manifestations.

Be it chakra, ninja escapism, or even physical attacks, they can all be turned into energy.

If I can master this ability, it means that no attack in the world can hurt me, but it will become unowned energy for my use.

In other words, the enemy's attacks on me during the battle are not only ineffective, but I will turn them into chakra or ninjutsu or something else, and attack them in turn.

What a heaven-defying ability this is.

It is precisely because it is against the sky that the means of using it are so harsh.

So far, nothing I can think of can hold the energy that needs to be transformed.

Even the tiniest amount of chakra, once it is put into the object I prepared—whether it is jade or kunai shuriken, these will be shattered into powder in an instant.

Just like the mirror just now.

Without a container that can carry it, this technique cannot be performed.

I opened my eyes and sat up straight, stroked my lower lip back and forth with my fingers, stared at the debris on the floor and fell into thought.

Did I go in the wrong direction?

The energy-carrying container has nothing to do with the shape, but with the strength.

But I tried to use diamond bearings and it failed.

It has nothing to do with shape, and it has nothing to do with strength...

what would that be...

I frowned unknowingly, and I thought hard for a long time, but I still couldn't think of an answer like countless times in the past.

Sighing helplessly, I stood up and got a broom to dispose of the fragments of the mirror.

While dumping the debris into the trash can, staring at the shiny lenses that slowly slid into the trash bag, I suddenly remembered something, I was shocked and straightened up immediately.

It has nothing to do with the shape, and it has nothing to do with the strength, so is it related to the ability of the object to hold energy?

Are those things that are shattered into powder broken because they can't carry the energy transformed by chakra?

If ordinary objects don't work, what about higher-level ones?

My eyes fell on the newspapers spread out on the coffee table.

It was there when I got up in the morning and flipped through it. At this time, there was a news about the exhibition of the National Museum of Antiquities. Because there will be three legendary artifacts in this exhibition, so the news in the newspaper will be reported in particular.

Three Artifacts...

I know this saying, even in the ninja world, the legend about the powerful power of the three artifacts has never stopped.

The Grass Pheasant Sword, the Eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, and the Eight-foot Mirror, these three things are said to have originated from Amaterasu, and they all possess unparalleled power.

Other things are not good, what about these three things?

Somehow, I remembered the fiery red jade jade that Yan gave me.She said that the Gouyu has the Chakra of Lord Fox God attached to it, and the Fox God is Nine-Tails, and the Chakra of Nine-Tails is so huge and powerful, but that Gouyu can carry it, and it really saved my life in the previous battle.

I raised my hand and touched the rope around my neck. I was shocked by this bold guess——

I was so surprised because I felt that the speculation was not far from the truth.

If the Gouyu was the Bachiqiong Gouyu, somehow it fell into the hands of Morikawa Homura or her people, and then Kyuubi blessed it with his own chakra to protect the safety of the worshipers...

Throwing down the things in his hand, he walked quickly to the coffee table, picked up the newspaper and read the report carefully.

After confirming that the exhibition date will start today, I held the newspaper and smiled: I accept the three artifacts of this world.

Because I thought of a solution, not only can I use the ability of my second brother's kaleidoscope, but it is very possible to use it to return to my world, so I am in a very good mood.

This kind of good mood even Katsuya Saeki noticed.

Of course, compared to my relaxed excitement, he was even more depressed.

He opened the door with his shoulders down and his head down, and when he saw me lying on the sofa with a smile on his face, he sighed: "I'm back."

Thinking that this kid was more or less my savior, I sat up from the sofa and remembered the promise I made to him before: to repay him.

So I took the initiative to ask, "What happened?"

Katsuya Zueki glanced at me without saying a word, bent down and slowly took off his shoes, then walked to the sofa with extremely heavy steps, and threw himself up——

He didn't even have time to take off the outermost suit, he only loosened the tie and pulled it open, and at the same time unbuttoned the top two buttons on the shirt. Then he blocked his eyes with his arms, and lay on his back on the sofa without moving.

I tilted my head and looked at him, feeling that the stress and fatigue on Saeki Katsuya's body was about to materialize: "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

After a long time, I heard his vague voice under his arm: "Uchiha-kun, is there really something in this world that instantly increases strength?"

Hearing this sentence, I was at a loss for a moment: Strength?What strength?Chakra volume or killing skills?

The author has something to say: If Saeki Katsuya could hear what was thinking in the mirror: ... It feels like our brain circuits are not on the same channel at all