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"That's right, that's it. The ability is exactly the same, the memory is completely in common, only the personality is different."

"Is...is that so? I'm not familiar with that Naruzaka Shiro, and I don't know what kind of personality he is, but are you really the same person?"

"That's it. He can turn into me at any time, and I only appear in special circumstances. You can think that I am a dream he had."

"So... that's it." Yuuki Asuna nodded half-understood, and said again, "Then... can I exchange contact information?"

"no problem."

……

Compared with baldness, the scariest thing is actually half baldness.

After leaving Aincrad, Idris separated from Yuuki Asuna and entered the space of white mist.

However, as soon as he entered here, he saw a young man with very thin hair.

It's not the Mediterranean, nor is it alopecia areata, but the hair is too thin, only one-twentieth of others.

It's like, in the field that should be full of rapeseed flowers, there are only a few scattered ones, floating in the wind alone.

"Hahaha... rookie! Definitely a rookie, right? You're laughing at me. You're not bad, but you have this kind of hairstyle. Why don't you just shave your head bald."

The newcomer's face darkened, and the original curious eyes instantly became sharp.

"Do you really want to fight with me?"

"Oh...would you like to come? I'll accompany you anytime."

"It seems that I want to teach you a lesson, so that you can know why the Buddha has a bag on his head?"

"Haha... You don't want to say that you pulled out all your hair yourself?"

"Asshole! I haven't been this angry in a long time."

The next moment, the two rushed towards each other at the same time and began to fight with their fists.

The moment the bodies touched, the memories and abilities of the two sides formed a convection, but no one cared about it, just wanted to win the other side as soon as possible.

In just a few seconds, the two hit from the ground to the sky, and then all the way to the ground, gradually moving away from the bookshelves.

"What's the situation? I thought this was a library-like place, but why are there still people fighting?"

Narusaka Shirou, who had been sitting on a chair reading a book, put away the book and walked over slowly.

"Another newcomer? Don't worry about it. It should be over in a while. The two of them can't tell the difference."

"Is...is that so? Judging by your clothes and temperament, you should be a modern scientist, right? My name is Fujimaru Tachika, how about you?"

"Fujimaru...?"

This name made Narusaka Shirou subconsciously look at it.

The clothes are obviously modern styles, and his appearance is vaguely similar to his previous life, and the magic power fluctuations on his body are very poor.

"It turned out to be Fujimaru, how far has Humanity saved us?"

"Humanistic salvation? What does this mean? There is no major crisis in the world, and there is no need for me to save it?"

"You do not know?"

Narusaka Shirou showed surprise, he couldn't help gently holding his hand.

The next moment, countless memories poured into Fujimaru Tatsuka's body, making him fall into deep thought.

After a long time, he looked up at Narusaka Shiro, smiled and said:

"So that's the case, is it humanistic to save? It seems quite interesting."

"With my current strength, maybe I can save the other 47 masters."

"In this way, 48 masters go to the singularity together, and each summons a heroic spirit. It is difficult to lose."

"Will it be so smooth?" Shirou Narusaka was noncommittal.

"Well... Actually, with my current strength, I don't even need the help of a heroic spirit. I can fight through it with my own strength."

"Need help? Edris, who's fighting over there, would love to come to your place."

"No, there are some things that you have to do yourself."

"Right."

While talking, other Shirou appeared beside the two of them one after another.

"Are there any newcomers? Welcome to Shirou Space."

"Hi, come shake hands."

"What's going on over there? It's so noisy!"

"Fujimaru Tachika? You don't look like Rin, but more like us in the previous life. By the way, why aren't you called Fujimaru Shiro?"

Hearing the last sentence of Kitahara Shiro's complaint, Fujimaru Tateka laughed a few times and said:

"Maybe this is the difference between reincarnation and rebirth? If I didn't enter here, there is almost no difference between me and ordinary reincarnation."

Chapter 280 The Eighth Blows Up Instantly

Chapter 289 Chapter 280 The eighth instant explosion

After about an hour, the two fighting finally stopped and walked over side by side.

"Yo... Is it finally over? How was the result?" Asami Shirou asked with a chuckle.

The half-bald newcomer glanced at him and said slowly:

"I didn't lose, and he didn't win."

"Oh...I get it roughly."

Such a statement is obviously a certain disadvantage.

That's right, when the power is exactly the same, how to use it becomes extremely important. Combat experience, fighting spirit, and mentality are also very important.

If you are not careful, you will fall into a disadvantage.

However, the strength is too strong, and it is also very difficult to lose completely.

"By the way, what's the matter with your hair? Is it natural? Is it some kind of disease?"

"It's a hangover from hard work."

"What kind of exercise will lose your hair? Iron head work?"

Asami Shirou reached out subconsciously, but when he was about to touch him, he subconsciously stopped.

Seeing this, the newcomer held his right hand directly.

"Bastard! Are you mocking me too?"

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't say anything, but you kept scolding me in your heart."

"Have it?"

Seeing that Shirou was inexplicably embarrassed, he thought to himself:

There is no way to do this. Anyone who sees his uncanny hairstyle will feel fear, worrying that it is some kind of disease.

If you share it and change your hairstyle like this, it would be horrible.

"By the way, this hairstyle shouldn't be shared, right? Saitama."

That's right, the newcomer became the protagonist in One Punch Man a few years ago.

However, the three-year exercise period has not yet ended, and the hair has not completely fallen out, and there are still some remnants.

"That's not certain." Saitama chuckled lightly, and said immediately, "We all know that hair loss is the aftereffect of the limiter being turned on. Sharing my power, we naturally have to enjoy this aftereffect."

"No!"

"Ha ha……"

This time the person laughing became Saitama, but he couldn't laugh anymore when he smiled.

Why is it that only I have to suffer this kind of torture when everyone else is normal?

asshole!It would be best if they all become bald like themselves.

No, I am not bald yet.

"Your hair is like this, why don't you shave it all?"

"What's wrong with my hair? It's just a little thinner. I've been using health care products, and it will definitely grow back in the future!"

"Does it make sense to deceive yourself?"

"Shut up! It will definitely grow back!"

Two years ago, when he first started exercising, he always felt that he was a time traveler, rather special, and he should not follow in the footsteps of Hara Saitama.

After the hair began to gradually decrease, I felt bad, but I hesitated again and again, and still insisted on exercising every day.

Day after day, at first I could cover my scalp with my hairstyle, but later I could only wear a hat.

And recently, every time I take off my hat, I lose a few strands of hair. I feel so distressed, so I can no longer wear the hat and let it dance with the wind while running.

Saitama looked around, and his gaze stayed on Tsukimi Shirou, staring at him closely, and asked very seriously:

"You...do you have a solution?"

"Well, the problem of hair, even if you look at the universe, is unsolvable. Especially in your case, this is obviously already at an advanced stage."

Tsukimi Shirou suppressed a smile and unconsciously looked away.

The newcomer's hairstyle really made him want to laugh.

Still, it's just too naive to laugh at another's own physical flaws.

"Then... are there any anti-hair loss and hair growth products in the universe? There are definitely some! Go and ask for me, or find Lala to customize. I believe in her invention ability."

"Thank you for your trust, but I really can't ask about this kind of thing. How about? You can try it with the Black Holy Grail over there."

"Oh... there is another trick!"

Saitama's eyes brightened. Although the Holy Grail is polluted by the evil of this world and will distort wishes, it still has powerful power.

I don't want world peace, I just want my hair to grow back. Where can such a simple wish be twisted?

"Let me try!"

Saitama ran over immediately, picked up the Black Holy Grail in the storage room, and ran back again.

"My hair is finally coming back!"

"Make a wish! I want to have thick hair."

In the next instant, the Black Holy Grail emitted a dark light, and all the stored magic power exploded and gathered on top of his head.

After a long time, with an explosion, the Holy Grail was shattered into pieces, and Saitama's head became extremely smooth.That shiny head looked like a marinated egg.

Feeling a little cold on the top of his head, Qi Yu subconsciously reached out and touched it.

At this moment, the embarrassment in my heart became unbearable.

"Bastard! What kind of broken cup is this? Give me back my hair!!"

He couldn't help kneading the remains of the Holy Grail into a ball with both hands, and crushed them vigorously.

"The hair I've taken care of for so long! Bastard! Broken glass!"

Then, he looked at Edris with red eyes, and said word by word:

"Don't you like to fight? Come on, I'll accompany you to the end!"

"Okay, let's go over there."

Edris chuckled and ran away first.

Watching the two of them leave, Narusaka Shirou showed astonishment and couldn't help but sighed softly.

I still have something to say to Idris, but it looks like their second battle will last a long time.

"Really, Saitama is obviously angry and just wants to find a free sandbag, so don't take this kind of fight."