[Comprehensive] Dimensional Summoning Catalog

When Huiyue woke up from her bed the next day, the strange tenant she brought back yesterday had already left at some point.

The other party didn't leave a single word for her. If it wasn't for the bloodstain on the sofa in the living room, she almost thought that the fact that she picked up a wounded boy with a dangerous temperament was a dream of her own.

She stood in the empty living room in her pajamas and stared blankly for a while, until her hungry stomach reminded her that it was time to go out for food.Huiyue woke up, walked over to pick up the mobile phone on the coffee table in the living room and glanced at the time.

9am.

She thought about it, went back to her room, changed clothes, went downstairs with her mobile phone.

The face of the star on the large advertisement in the elevator is still very unfamiliar. When passing the sixth floor, the elevator stopped, and an old lady with a kind expression and a kind expression came up holding a Samoyed.

The fluffy dog ​​happily greeted her with two "barks" as soon as he entered the door.

"Little girl." The old woman approached her kindly, "Are you a new resident?"

"It doesn't count, it's just that I seldom live here." Huiyue replied while frantically dealing with the dog that was running towards her happily.

"That's right. Ah, sorry, this kid seems to like you very much."

"Hey, is that so?" Huiyue quickly held down the Samoyed who was pounced on her, lowered her head to meet the other's round and energetic eyes, and saw her own shadow in those shiny dog ​​eyes.

She suddenly felt a little dazed, did this scene happen before?

Wandering around in the nearby streets, when I passed by the convenience store, I was rushed by the air-conditioning inside, and stopped to go in to buy something.

In a trance, carrying the shopping bag that he didn't know what he bought, he passed the alley next to his house. This time, he didn't pick up any injured gangster boy in it.

I went home and put down my things, and called my father, but it still didn't work.

Until at night when she was sitting in the living room eating fast food heated in the microwave, her eyes inadvertently swept across the dried blood on the opposite sofa, and her body froze suddenly.

"Pa-ta." The chopsticks in her hand fell off and rolled to the ground. It was as if a bucket of cold water mixed with ice slag had been poured over her head, and she woke up.

What did she do all day?

She threw down the lunch box abruptly, grabbed the cell phone on the coffee table, and dialed her father's number.Still no one answered, and she immediately dialed her mother's number.

But this time, after a long wait, a cold notification sound came from the phone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."

Her hand holding the phone froze, and then, as if she didn't believe in evil, she immediately tried Katsuki's, Xiaoku's, Tokun's, Shangli's, and even Aizawa-sensei's.However, no matter how many other people's numbers were tried, there was always only one voice coming from the phone.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty..."

As if the full phone book in her phone was all imagined by herself, she tried all the phone numbers she could contact from top to bottom, but none of them could change the cold notification tone in the slightest.She put down her phone blankly, her heart seemed to be soaked in a puddle of icy water, up and down, and she was about to hit the glacier.

No, it's not right anywhere!

Huiyue's fingers holding the phone lost strength, the phone slid down feebly and fell to the ground with a "slap", she turned her head and looked out the window.The night has come to an end, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, you can see the lights gradually lighting up on the street outside.

The city seemed to be the same city, but she had a vague premonition in her heart that something had changed.

Huiyue got up early the next day, and caught the first tram back home.

A series of small seasonal flowers bloomed on the grass outside the platform. I don't know if it is gentian or milk vetch.The owner of the grocery store next to the platform changed from an old lady with an orange peel face to a big sister with a ponytail.

She stepped out of the platform and walked towards home. The beech trees on both sides of the road stood quietly, and the telephone poles between the houses were like guards poured out of the same training ground, which is the same in any city.

This is the place where she has lived for more than ten years, but for some reason, all the plants and trees around her that should be familiar are silently telling her that they are strange.The grove she played with her friends, the walking path she ran on, the flower bed at the entrance of the residential area. She still remembers a not-so-obvious gap blown out by the angry Kajiang with her personality, but now she consciously looks for it. At that time, she found that all the flower beds were neatly lined up there, staring at her unmovingly, and the defective one was hidden in the middle of the same kind made of cement, and she couldn't find it no matter what.

The facilities in the small park next to the house are still outdated, and the children running and having fun in it seem to have changed a lot, and I can't find a familiar face at a glance.

Huiyue moved forward mechanically, as if she was walking in a dreamland shrouded in mist, her mind was empty, and her consciousness was drawn away from her body to watch everything around her from the perspective of a bystander.

Until the end, she stopped in front of a familiar house, a two-storey residential house with a small garden, the honeysuckle hanging from the black iron fence was brilliant and flowing gold, and the roses in front of the house were in full bloom.

She was suddenly nailed to her feet and stood frozen in front of the door.

...it shouldn't be like this.

She looked at everything in front of her almost blankly.

The fence at the door should be bare-colored solid wood, and the pink plumage jasmine is wrapped around the railing. The pansy blooms against the wall in the yard. She never grows roses at home, because she is too delicate and her mother can’t keep them alive. .

This should be her home... Originally.

Today's sun is probably a little bit bright. She stood under the scorching sun and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar house in front of her. Her brain was dizzy, as if she had sunstroke.

At this time, the front door of the house behind the fence opened with a "squeak", and the hostess in ordinary clothes came out with a vegetable basket on her shoulders.She locked the door carefully, and when she turned her head, she was surprised to see a strange girl standing at the door of her house.

She was wearing a small crimson furnishing sleeve, and she looked extremely slender and beautiful. Her long hair, which was gently blown by the wind, was as black as a crow's feathers, which made her face look too pale.Like an aristocratic girl sitting in a luxury bullock cart in Ukiyo-e, she lifted the tassels on the poncho door and was walked down. However, the time outside the car door has passed silently for thousands of years. She stood blankly in the middle of this strange world, with Feeling out of place with the surroundings.

The hostess's heart softened suddenly, she walked over and opened the door of the yard, looked at the girl who seemed to be lost with her family and asked kindly, "Little girl, what's wrong with you, do you need any help?"

Startled by the voice, the girl with long black hair raised her head and looked at her, her gaze was blank. After a while, a string of clear tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Even if it's just the beginning of summer, the days seem to be getting longer and longer.It wasn't until after six o'clock in the afternoon that the sky finally reached dusk.

The orange-yellow sunset adds a touch of depression to the mottled aisle with tree shadows. It used to represent a warm color, but now it makes people feel colder for no reason.

Huiyue walked home with tired steps, her brain was in a daze, and there was a kind of heaviness that would throw herself to the ground under her feet in the next second, and the part of her left rib that was probably her stomach also curled up and protested.She thought about it for a while, remembering that she didn't seem to have eaten all day.

Forget it, anyway, go back to sleep first.

She looked indifferently at the shadow in front of her, and was exhausted thinking about these things. She only hoped that these trivial matters related to survival could temporarily occupy her brain and squeeze out the panic and emptiness that had nowhere to go.

Tomorrow will be fine, probably.

The wind at dusk was blowing towards the face, and the wind was mixed with a slight smell of blood.

This somewhat familiar aura made her stop suddenly, and looked up blankly.

At the entrance of the residential building, a man put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall with his back. He had obviously been standing here for a while, with an impatient expression on his face.The clothes on his body changed at some point, a black long-sleeved T-shirt and washed white jeans, and a corner of the white bandage was exposed under the wind-blown overcoat.

Huiyue stood on the spot and looked at him from a distance of more than ten steps, and the other party looked back silently.After a long while, she slowly smiled, her tone seemed to be much more relaxed, "You're back."

Chu Fa's brows were closed for a moment, then stretched out, and he snorted softly, his ice-blue eyes reflected the setting sun, like a thin layer of light, "You really remember me."

Huiyue brought her back home like this.

"Your wound really hasn't been treated properly, it seems to be inflamed."

"The black clinic I found is not open, what can I do?"

"Why are you going to a black clinic? Go to a regular hospital!"

"And then go to the police station to spend the night? Although it must be impossible to lock me up."

"So what did you do before? Why did people call the police the first time they saw you!"

Grabbing the towel with both hands and trying to wring out the water inside, Huiyue turned her head to look at the person half lying on the sofa with a helpless expression on her face.

The other party looked at the ceiling casually, without any hesitation about her question, "Mafia? No, although the opponent is the Mafia, we are different from them, the Youth Self-Defense Organization, probably."

Huiyue paused, looked at him a little hesitantly and said, "Junior Self-Defense Organization?"

"Ah."

"Sounds like the front line of some war zone."

"Almost." Chu Fa's young man's expression was very calm, so calm that he seemed to be indifferent to seeing life and death, "The shootings and dead people that happened there every day are not much different from the front line of the war."

Huiyue was silent when she heard the words, and instead of continuing this topic, she walked over and handed him a clean towel.The other party thanked him, and casually pulled off the loose bandage on his waist and abdomen, and began to clean the wound.Huiyue sat beside him and looked at the hideous wound with red and swollen edges, worrying, "It's really inflamed, I'd better go to the hospital."

Without waiting for the other party to refute, she added softly, "Anyway, they won't remember the next day, will they?"