[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

The man who appeared suddenly was tall and his golden hair was braided into a thick and long braid hanging down his shoulders.He was wearing a black bowler hat, a black trench coat, and even black leather gloves on his hands.The gloves are soft and cold, just like the smile on his face now - soft, slippery and cold, like some kind of mollusk living in the swamp, exuding an aura that I hate very much.

Because I hate his smile, even his whole person is very unpleasant in my eyes, and this person appeared suddenly and held my wrist, I was in a bad mood: "Let go."

The man let go of his hand graciously, and took a step back, took off the hat from his head and stuck it on his chest, bent down to salute me: "Good evening, this Uchiha-kun."

I put down my hand and found Katsuya Saeki, who was wearing glasses, squinting at the blond man. Judging by his expression, the two should know each other.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the man continued on his own: "I am here for my king. Now is the time for my king to make his intended choice. Can you please don't disturb Mr. Saeki and let him do his own thing?" choose?"

I glanced at Zueki Katsuya: "Who are you? Is my king talking about Zueki Katsuya?"

"Please call me Mr. R, Saeki-kun is not yet fully grown, he has the potential to become my king, it is an incomplete product."

"Hey," Katsuya Saeki said, with a cold smile on his face, just like the indifferent blue eyes behind the glasses, "I'm very upset when you say that. What are you talking about? What are you doing here? Mr. R."

I suddenly reacted, watching Saeki Katsuya raised his chin in the direction of Mr. R: "This guy is the guy who gave you these glasses, he is as annoying as you now."

The two people I disliked at the same time - Katsuya Saeki remained indifferent, and Mr. R continued to maintain a false smile on his face.

The two of them looked at each other and said in unison:

"It's none of your business."

"Because Saeki-kun has the potential to be perfect."

Saeki, who was betrayed by his teammates, closed his mouth with a full face of displeasure, leaving the blond man talking endlessly: "Love and hate, happiness, sorrow, anger, despair... These human emotions are what I live every day. However, I came to this world not only for these reasons, but also to find a human being who can become my king. Because countless people with their own special talents will always have more or less reasons , forgetting, sealing off, or even discarding one's talents, seeing this kind of situation is extremely painful, and I am eager to use it as a prop."

He pointed to the glasses on Saeki Katsuya's face, "Use this as a prop, turn on the switch, and release these buried talents."

"Why are you so honest and told me everything at once?" I glanced at Katsuya Saeki, he was thoughtful, as if this man named Mr.R hadn't said this to him before.

If that's the case, Katsuya Saeki, who has received an item with unknown history from someone with unknown history and is still using it, is a bit too sweet.

Or is there no other way out?

"Because I know the essence of Uchiha-kun very well, you are the same person as me... For this reason, if you want to stop your interference with Saeki-kun, you must tell the truth."

When I said this sentence, I found that the surrounding space fluctuated.

The walls of the originally clean and simple living room twisted in a swirl shape. The incandescent light above the head dimmed, and when it brightened again, it turned into a dark red light. At the same time, the living room was no longer the living room. In normal space:

It was like a secret room, without windows or doors, surrounded by walls covered with golden curly patterned wallpaper, with dim lights flickering overhead. Half of Mr. R's face was hidden in the darkness, and the smile on his face became dangerous and treacherous.

"No wonder I felt something was wrong from the beginning," I murmured and turned my wrist, which was the one held by the blond man earlier, "You, aren't you human?"

Ordinary people have absolutely no power to stop me.

When Mr. R held my wrist, the strength in his hand was like an elephant and an ant compared to Saeki Katsuya. I dismissed the latter, but had to look at the former.

In the world of Katsuya Zueki, it is definitely not the strength that ordinary people can possess.

Following my rhetorical question, Mr.R finally tore off his disguise.He took off the round glasses on his face, revealing a pair of cold inorganic golden eyes with lizard-like vertical pupils.

Some faint scales spread out from the collar of his windbreaker, climbing all the way up his face, the tails of his eyes were elongated, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and finally he showed a ferocious smile:

"It was discovered by you."

I looked at the thing that could no longer be called a human being in front of me, and looked around: "Draw me into this space, what do you want to do?"

"Because I think we need to talk frankly and unfairly. As for my identity, it is not suitable for Saeki-kun to know." The corners of Mr. R's mouth almost reached his earlobe, and there was a fishy mouthful in the completed arc of the mouth White sharp teeth.

I found that his ears also changed at some point - the ears became pointed and elongated...

"Is it a demon or a goblin?" I wondered to myself.

"It's a devil," the blond devil raised a finger to his lips, "Please keep it a secret, and witness Saeki-kun's choice with me. This is a wonderful feast, let us sit in the special class At the banquet, witness the birth of our king up close... or the self-annihilation of another talented person."

"I reject."

"what?"

I frowned slightly and emphasized again: "I refuse."

The demon seemed a little dumbfounded, and put down his pretending hand: "Why?"

I thought about it: "If someone has nothing to do with me, I might agree to your invitation, but Saeki-kun is also my savior anyway."

Thinking of the torrential rain in the dark night, I spread my hands: "Whether it is the birth or self-annihilation you mentioned, I always feel that it is not a good thing."

"However, this is Saeki-kun's own choice," the devil tried to reason with me, "At some point in the past, he chose to hide his talent. But now he is eager to find that talent. Hearing the inner voice of Saiki-kun, he came to him and put the opportunity in his hands."

"Other than that, I won't do anything, just watch Saeki-kun make his own choice." He emphasized that it was Saeki Katsuya's own decision, implying that no matter what the final result is, it has nothing to do with him.

It doesn't matter ass, this guy lured Katsuya Saeki to make a choice, and now he still wants to throw the blame.

I rolled my eyes, too lazy to reason with this glib devil, and opened Sharingan directly.

When the scarlet cursed eyes appeared, Mr. R was shocked, and the smile on his face froze: "This is... these eyes... this power..."

I looked at him coldly: "Didn't you emphasize that it was Katsuya Saeki's own choice, so don't bother."

"???"

The surrounding space was torn apart by the power of Sharingan, and finally the power to build the demon space was completely swallowed by me, and I transformed it into my palm.

Because there is no container, this energy dissipates quickly, I can only let go of my hand regretfully, and let it dissipate in the air as wisps of black smoke.

In the real world, Katsuya Saeki frowned, looked at me and Mr. R, and asked suspiciously, "Did something happen just now?"

"Zeki Katsuya," I called his name, and the moment he met my eyes, I activated the illusion.

In an instant, Katsuya Saeki's originally cold and proud eyes changed - became dazed.

His expression also became blank, obviously caught in the illusion I made up.

The blond demon screamed from the side - and now he's normal again, just without his glasses - and glared at Katsuya Saeki and me: "You, what did you do?!"

Seeing that he finally stopped pretending, I laughed, with malicious intentions: "Didn't you say that you respect Zuobo's own choice, don't be so troublesome, what props do you need to wait for the development of things, just a small illusion, you can It can help him understand his own heart."

I snapped my fingers.

The illusion just now was built on the gap in Katsuya Saeki's mind. The content of the illusion is not under my control, but it is completely constructed based on Katsuya Saeki's past experience and memory, which fits his reality very well.

Because of using his own psychic holes as the infrastructure, he makes choices that he would make in real situations.

In addition to attacking and killing people, illusion is also surprisingly useful in solving mental problems.

Although there is a risk of accidentally getting stuck inside and not getting out...

"If Katsuya Zueki is really as talented as you said, I believe he can solve this illusion by himself." I glanced at Katsuya Saeki, who was immersed in the illusion and lost his sense of external objects, and grabbed Mr.R's clothes The leader pulled him over: "Anyway, there's nothing to do now. As a reward for shortening the waiting time, you can do one thing for me."

"What, what?" The blond demon seemed to have not completely recovered from the two points of Sharingan and my ability to use illusions. He even stuttered a bit, and his expression was exactly the same as that of Saeki Katsuya who was behind the illusion.

I jumped out by the window sill, concentrated the chakra on the soles of my feet, stepped on the outer wall and climbed up to the roof, and ran towards the museum on the map I had read during the day.

There are only a few stars in the clear night sky. Although there is no moon, the countless lighting facilities at night in modern society push back the darkness.With the lights of Wanjia, it is easy to see the direction and foothold.

It wasn't until I leaped across a busy road again that Mr. R fully reacted—he was like a kite and a rag, and I was holding him in my hand, and the support points of his whole body were being pulled by me. On the arm of the collar, because of the rapid movement, the hem of the black windbreaker was blown up by the oncoming wind, making a rattling sound.

He looked down, his face turned pale, and he held my arm with both hands: "What do you want to do..."

I stared at the roof of the National Museum, which was getting closer: "Three Artifacts."

"I want the three artifacts of this world." Landing on the spire-shaped roof, I let go and announced to the blond demon.

The author has something to say: bullying the boss in the original book is really a pleasant thing