[Comprehensive] Dimensional Summoning Catalog

Huiyue didn't have time to answer the mother's words, because when she blinked her eyes, the picture in front of her eyes quickly dimmed.

The whole space was shattered, and the feeling of weightlessness spread all over her body, and she fell in the darkness.When I got down to earth again, the scene in front of me had changed.

She was standing in a long corridor. It was night, and the surroundings were pitch black, except for a bright light in front of a half-open door.

Hong Jiaodong, who was still in his infancy, was standing in front of the door looking in, when a young woman's voice came from the crack of the door.

"Mom, I don't feel right."

this voice...

Sugawara Teruzuki was startled for a moment, and recognized that this was Hong Jiaodong's mother, the gentle lady she had just met.She seemed to be on the phone with someone, and there was a weeping sound while speaking.Her tone was gloomy and melancholy, revealing a trace of abnormal tension, like a low-hanging sky before a storm, so cold and obscure that it seemed to collapse at any moment.

The young Hong Jiao Dongan stood quietly at the door and looked at his mother, half of his face was illuminated by the light in the room.Half of his body was hidden in the shadow, and the shadow falling behind him was mixed with the darkness.

Seeing such a scene, Sugawara Teruzuki suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason, she quickened her pace and walked towards the person at the door of the room.

The sound of the phone in the room continued, and the madam's gentle voice infiltrated a hint of darkness and faint madness at some point.

"I can't take it anymore, the kids are becoming more and more like that person."

"... From time to time, I feel that the frozen left half of my body is too ugly to look at!"

In the silent corridor, the gloomy female voice suddenly burst into people's ears, like a bloody knife.

The air in the corridor seemed to condense into ice water in an instant, covering her head and drenching her head. Huiyue's footsteps were instantly frozen in place by the shock and the cold air from the soles of her feet.She turned her head stiffly, and saw the people in the room through the half-open door.She was still on the phone, her long white hair was disheveled and covered her side face, Huiyue could only hear her whispering voice, soft and slow, as if she had given up on something, she was so dazed that she almost lost her mind.

"I can't take him anymore...I can't let him grow up..."

It's hard to describe how she felt when she heard this sentence.

Is that something a mother can say?

What kind of experience made her transfer her resentment to her own child?

Does she know Mr. Hong is listening outside? !

...By the way, Mr. Boom.

Sugawara Teruzuki reacted abruptly, and immediately turned around to cover the ears of the children beside her.

But it was too late, Hong Jiaodong had already heard it.

He opened his eyes wide in ignorance, at a loss as to what he had done wrong, disbelieving and helpless, whimpering like a young animal, "...Mom?"

There was a low cry of panic mixed with panic from behind the door, and the whistle of the boiling water in the kettle came out together with the steam, like a low-pitched urging.

The door of the room was pulled open abruptly, and a woman with long white hair appeared at the door in a trance with a kettle in her hand, her expression... very wrong.

Huiyue stared at the pot of boiling water that was still steaming, and suddenly remembered the scald on the left half of Hong Jiaodong's face that covered the entire eye socket.She rushed over and threw the child standing in front of the door at the critical moment.

The falling boiling water rubbed against her ankles, and she let out a reflexive cry of pain, and hugged the child in her arms even tighter.

Her painful knees were bent, and she was gasping for air, but she still had room to laugh at herself. She was burned twice in less than 10 minutes in Mr. Hong's dream. This must be a crime, right?

However, after laughing at herself, she fell to the ground and looked at the dark shadow at the end of the corridor and the darkness that could not be seen at a glance, and suddenly thought a little inappropriately, this is Mr. Hong's memory, right?She already feels such pain now, the little Mr. Hong at that time must feel more pain, right?In particular, it was his mother who drenched the pot of boiling water.

While she was still in a daze, the child in her arms suddenly struggled. He pushed away her hand, took half a step forward, half-kneeled in front of her calf, and stretched out his right hand to press her blistered ankle.

As the cold air lingered on the burning skin, Huiyue breathed a sigh of relief, propped her elbows on the floor and half stood up, and smiled to comfort her, "It's okay, Mr. Hong..."

The second half of the sentence "This is in a dream" froze in her throat, and the half-kneeling child in front of her turned her head slightly, and the side face exposed to her vision made her froze.

In the half-blind light, the scalds protruding from under the red hair were like bloodstains sprinkled on clean white snow, which was extremely conspicuous.

The incandescent light that spilled through the door condensed into a substantial frost, and she shivered slightly as if she had been frozen.

Slowly poking her white fingertips over, lightly touching the scar that reappeared on the left face, Huiyue said in a daze, "It's still... yes."

Hong Jiao Dongan didn't move quietly, and let her lean over and place her fingertips carefully on the edge of the scar, her movements were very light, as if she was afraid that he would hurt him if she touched him with a little force.

Sugawara Teruzuki couldn't tell what mood he was in now.She was holding a delicate and beautiful glass cup carefully, looking at the cracks on its smooth and transparent surface with fear, she felt angry and distressed, but the cup was not hers, and she didn't even have the stance to criticize. No.

Slowly lowering her eyes, she sat up straight and reached out to hug the child in front of her.

She buried her face on the small, scorched shoulder, her body was warm in her arms, and the other person's body smelled of ice and snow mixed with burning ashes, which was very familiar.Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear fell down the side of his neck.

"Boom..."

"Ah."

When Huiyue opened her eyes again, she found that the scene had changed again.

Or that hallway.

Little Hong Jiaodong stood by the door with his back to the wall, a white bandage looming under the red hair on the left.He lowered his head slightly and stood upright, his right eye was also covered by broken hair, so he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

Huiyue walked over slowly and sat down in front of him.

The little child looked up at her quietly.

Huiyue glanced at the half-closed door next to him, as if someone was calling inside.A calm voice came out through the door panel, with a little anger, as if arranging something.

Huiyue asked softly, "Is he inside?"

Hong Jiaodong silently nodded.

"Where's mom?"

"Sent to the hospital."

His voice was very soft, as soft as if a heavy snow had fallen, leaving a vast expanse of whiteness.

Huiyue's hand hanging by her side slowly tightened, she slowly raised her eyelashes to look at the child in front of her, her fingertips protruded slightly, trembling slightly when they touched the edge of the bandage.

"...Does it hurt?" She said softly, her voice seemed to be damp.

The juvenile Hong Jiao Dong shook his head.

Huiyue pursed her lips, her fingertips glowed green like a firefly, before she touched the wound on his face, he was suddenly held by his raised little hand.

"No." He said calmly, "This is in a dream."

Huiyue's hand trembled suddenly, then she lowered her eyes slightly, remained silent for a few seconds, leaned forward, and leaned her forehead against his shoulder.

Long black hair fell down her face, she slowly closed her eyes, and smelled the intertwined breath of ice, snow and flames in her nose, like a wilderness covered in ice and snow after a fire, with a hint of chill in the icy cold.But the shoulders she was leaning on conveyed a sense of stability and solidity, like the land under the frozen soil of the wasteland, quietly bearing the weight she leaned over, solid and reliable.

A hand rested on the back of her head, gently rubbing her heart.

"It's all right."

It was a calm and indifferent voice unique to Hong Jiao Dong.

Huiyue's arms around him suddenly tightened, she buried her head in silence for a while, and finally let him go.

Then, she stood up, pulled a rubber band from her wrist to tie up her hair, and began to roll up her sleeves.

"Sugawara?" Hong Jiaodong looked up at her, his strange eyes were a little dazed.

Sugawara Teruzuki folded the cuffs on the left and right sides three times, then tugged at the hem of the clothes, reached out and patted the hem of the skirt twice, put his hands around his waist, lowered his head and looked into the scorched eyes and announced aggressively, "I Go beat Andwar up."

Hong Jiaodong looked back at her calmly, "You can't beat him."

"I know." Hui Yue said confidently, "But anyway, this is in a dream. Even if I can't beat him, he can't really do anything to me. It's a great opportunity. If you don't beat him, you won't beat me!"

She finished speaking with her eyes wide open, and then stretched out her hand to Hong Jiaodong, "Mr. Hong, are you coming?"

The little child was silent for a moment in front of her, and then, as if his illusion had been shattered, his body suddenly grew taller, like a poplar with branches and leaves, and quickly returned to a tall and slender youthful posture.

Then, the 14-year-old Hong Jiaodong stood in front of her, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and there was a little interest in his pupils, and he held her outstretched hand.

"Come."

Teruzuki Sugawara personally experienced the strength of a hero who ranks No. 2 in Japan on the hero bulletin board.

When she was kicked out of the dream together with Hong Jiaodong, the sky was already on fire.She flicked her skirt scorched black by the flames, threw the last water bullet at the figure in the center of the flames, and was satisfied.

Whether it's true or not, she gave Andewa a panda eye while no one was paying attention, and she felt proud even in a dream!

It's just a pity that I didn't make a pair for him.

Consciousness returned to her body, and the moment Huiyue opened her eyes, she felt herself jumping on someone.The cold breath of ice and snow from the opponent's body came over the tip of his nose, and her left hand was still pressed on the opponent's wrist.Huiyue immediately subconsciously let go of her hands and wanted to get up. She put one hand on the ground, her body moved slightly, the tip of her nose brushed against the other party's neck, and the hair tail on the side of his neck swept her cheek.

She just felt itchy, and before she could realize the ambiguous state of the two of them, someone grabbed her waist and pulled her down. Hong Jiaodong hugged her with one hand and rolled half a meter to the right.

In the next second, a broken iron rod that fell out of nowhere brushed the shoulders of the two of them and plunged straight into the ground.

Sugawara Teruzuki stared at the broken iron that was inserted into the ground half a meter deep, and his heartbeat almost soared to three digits. If the reaction of the blast just now was slow for half a second, they would have to be strangled by the iron rod.

What's the situation!

She stood up in astonishment and looked up, then was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The overwhelming white mist partly dissipated at some point, and at a distance of tens of meters from her, one could barely see the humanoid evil spirit, like an enlarged version of the silt monster, her body was so high that it was on top of the beams Countless faces twisted and screamed on the body of turbid color blocks, like a bunch of vengeful spirits who were imprisoned together and could not be reborn, and the soaring jealousy and resentment could be felt tens of meters away.

It is a scene that makes people with intensive phobia want to commit suicide. I do not know when the evil spirit that appears on the body is like a monster that ran out of the Cthulhu myth.

And the reason why this monster still reluctantly stayed tens of meters away, screaming anxiously and not taking a step forward, was because there was still a person standing in front of it.

Standing is her little friend Shigeo Kageyama...probably.