The girl looked at him for a long time, then took out a small ticket from her pocket, handed it over, and said seriously, "When you go to Fukuoka, I will ask my mother to treat you to chicken hot pot. Fukuoka's chicken hot pot is the best."
"
He took the receipt, looked down, and found that it was an invoice from a certain chicken hotpot restaurant. He put it into his pants pocket and said, "The chicken hotpot in Fukuoka is definitely not as delicious as the one I make."
"Can you still make chicken hot pot? It's really good." The girl's eyes were shining with stars and she asked again, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Your name is..." He recalled the pronunciation, "Seven..."
"Cross the water seven Tsuki." the girl reminded.
"I know, my friends will also call me Xiaoqi." At that time, he was no longer used to giving his real name casually, so he was vague.
"Xiaoqi?" the girl repeated in a low voice.
"You can't call me that," he corrected, "you have to call me brother."
"That's Brother Xiaoqi, right?" The girl said, looking towards the hospital building, and sighed in a dignified manner, "I'm sorry, I seem to have caused you to get into trouble. You threw the stool and hit that aunt..."
"I did it on purpose. Only when it gets too big will those children go back and tell their parents. Even if she is not teaching moral character, those people will not let a person with such defective moral character be their child's teacher," he explained softly.
Then she walked to the bench and sat down, "A person like her is not worthy of receiving a high salary to teach a group of children who will inherit the family business and serve as her connections in the future, and she will lead the children badly."
"Well..." The girl may not understand some things, but she probably understands, "Because she is not a good person, Brother Xiaoqi deliberately drove her away, right? But what if she loses her job and is hungry?"
Then he...
Relying on the dream, he began to act unscrupulously, let himself go, and tortured the little girl.
"Xiao Xiaoqi?"
"ah?"
"She deserves to die of starvation. Everyone has the right to live in the world. This is true, but I have the ability and when I feel it is necessary, I can also send people who disgust me to leave the world. She let
I’m still sick now.”
"Well, I don't like her either...but I don't quite understand what you said."
"That's it for you. Also, be smart in the future. If one road doesn't work, just think of other ways. Crying and begging only work for people who care about you, and many people won't care about you at all. Asking her for help won't work.
, you have to think of other ways.”
"But... there is only a music classroom..."
"When I'm talking, don't talk back."
The aggrieved little girl: "Huh?"
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, he stopped bullying him and tried to explain clearly, "When something goes wrong, you can't just rely on adults..."
The girl nodded, "Brother Xiaoqi knows a lot of things and is so brave. He is better than many adults I have met."
He originally wanted to talk about the issue of "relying on oneself", but seeing the girl looking at him seriously and admiringly, he said it out of nowhere.
"Well, call me daddy."
…
Lonely Island Hotel.
The white horse detective looked at Chi Feichi worriedly, and found that Chi Feichi lowered his head to look at the floor and sighed, and asked in confusion, "Brother Feichi?"
Feichi lay worriedly on Chi Feichi's shoulder, his tail wagging anxiously, "Master?"
The owner's mood was very wrong tonight, and his body temperature was also not right. It was high and low at times, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.
"It's okay, I want to be quiet."
Chi Feichi put his elbows on his knees, held his forehead with his hands, buried his head deeply, and stared at the floor in trance.
Don't ask him who Jingjing is.
It turns out that he had regretted not picking up a tea-haired lolita and taking it home to raise...
If it was really a dream, he was teasing the little girl, but at the end of the dream, he got into a car and slipped the chicken hotpot invoice into a book.
Yes, after he traveled through time, he found the book in the room of the original house and also saw the invoice. However, the original consciousness probably did not notice the invoice, so he did not find the invoice from the memory of the original consciousness.
How did it come about? I just thought that it was something important that was tucked away in the book.
And at that time, he regarded it as a dream. Even if the dream was too clear, he quickly forgot it. After nearly ten years, if it hadn't been for the serious look that Natsuki had introduced himself this time,
He couldn't remember this dream at all.
Since the invoice really existed, Koshimi Nanatsuki had the reaction of knowing him. In other words, the dream he thought had really existed in this world. The little loli he once asked people to call him dad became the same age many years later.
The eldest girl stood in front of him.
He had never done anything so embarrassing in his previous two lives.
That's okay, as long as he doesn't embarrass himself, the only person who will be embarrassed is Nanatsuki Koshi.
Now there is another question worth thinking about.
Does this experience mean that many years ago, his consciousness came to this world and controlled this body in the form of a dream in that world?
This situation is very subtle. If Shiming Fukuyama knew about it, he would definitely say - you were sad because of your parents' indifferent treatment, and you have split into a more mature, smarter, and less emotional personality to prevent you from being stimulated.
After that, that personality fell asleep or lurked, and only woke up again this year. Only then did you realize the existence of the other person. After a series of understanding and communication, you became one.
If he didn't know, he would have been convinced, but he knew clearly that this was not the case, otherwise the fact that he could predict the plot direction of this world would not be explained. He watched "Detective Conan" over and over again, and really watched it several times.
, this is definitely not the case.
Clarifying this point can be regarded as a reminder to him not to tell Fukuyama Shiaki, otherwise Fukuyama Shiaki will analyze it again and persuade him to believe, and he will have to confirm the truth he knows.
Let’s consider this question further: Was it the first time that he controlled this body in a dream in his previous life? Was it the only time?
Although it is not multiple personalities, it can actually be compared with the situation of multiple personalities. Before he traveled through time, this body had the original consciousness sleeping, and he took control of the body's situation. When he met Nanatsuki Koshizui, he was the first
Times? Was it earlier or after that? How old was he in his previous life? What did he do?
The memory of the original conscious body definitely does not have these memories, and he perceives and controls them in the form of "dreams". Some things like dreams can be remembered clearly, while others can be very vague, and they can even be forgotten after waking up.
And just as this kind of dreams are relatively clear and difficult to forget, once the dream is over, no one can guarantee that they will be able to remember it in two, three, four, five, or five or six years.
When he met Koshimi Nanatsuki, he didn't encounter so many bullshit, he was able to display his martial arts, and his friends were still by his side. When he was young, he didn't worry about being frivolous. He only wanted to travel to the end of the world with his sword, even if his life was difficult.
, I also feel free and easy, and I believe that I will not let him down in the future.
But if it is after he is twenty-two years old...
During the period when his heart was gradually settling down, when he could coldly end other people's lives, he was not sure how unbridled he would be in his dreams.
What crazy things have you done with this body...
He also had to think carefully about the dreams he had in his previous life, as many as he could recall, so that he could think about the big problems in life that other people could not encounter. It was also a question that made his hair stand on end -
What have I done with my current body?
…
On the other side of the corridor, Haibara Ai walked lightly to the door of Koshizui Nanatsuki's room. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly he heard a girl's low laughter in a good mood coming from inside, and fell silent.
this……
She wanted to ask Detective Yueshui if he knew Brother Fei Chi. If he didn't want to talk about the past, she could add him as a UL friend and chat slowly.
After the incident at Shengyue Temple yesterday, she thought about it for a long time and suddenly realized that she didn't need to worry too much about Brother Fei Chi being deceived by that woman from Belmode.
Brother Fei Chi is very smart and very defensive. That woman should not be able to trap Brother Fei Chi so easily. In comparison, she should be worried about whether Brother Fei Chi will be alone for the rest of his life because he is too defensive.
However, as long as there is no threat from that woman, she does not have to worry about finding a partner for Brother Fei Chi every day. It is not urgent to eliminate the defensiveness. Brother Fei Chi is not very old, so she still helps to understand first.
Slowly match the right one.
Well, having said that, judging from Detective Yueshui's reaction when he heard that Brother Fei Chi was sick, Detective Yueshui still cared about Brother Fei Chi, but Brother Fei Chi had forgotten about him.
She wanted to talk to Detective Yueshui, explore his voice, and find some clues to help Fei Chi recall her. It would be a pity if Fei Chi lost someone who cared about her because she forgot about him.
But……
Detective Yueshui is laughing in the room? Why?
In the room, Koshimizu Nanatsuki changed into his high school student uniform, stood with his back against the wall and looked out the window. Thinking of the words "Call me daddy", he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked down at the floor with soft eyes.
And with a little sadness.
At the beginning of that day, she didn't pay attention to the group of children. She just vaguely remembered that there were a group of well-dressed children, big and small. She vaguely remembered that there was a boy lying on the piano and taking a nap, because when she hurriedly opened the door, the piano teacher was walking over.
, seemed to intend to wake up the boy.
At that time, all she could think of was her mother with her eyes closed, bright red blood, and her mind in a mess. Finally seeing an adult, she wanted to rush forward for help, but the other person blocked her at the door.
It was probably the sound of her crying that woke him up.
The piano teacher at that time never spoke loudly, and even his tone of voice was elegant and gentle.
In fact, she didn't feel much arrogance at that time. Anxiety and fear prevented her from sensing too many other people's emotions, so when the stool flew into the piano teacher's lap, she was confused, and when she was pulled out and ran away, she was also confused.
Confused.
Then a group of people should be aloof and always look down on the suffering of all sentient beings calmly, right? Even if they see the suffering of others, before expressing sadness or gloating about others' misfortune, they must control the expression on their faces to make it "pleasing to the eye" and
The level of not being bored...
At least that's what she had in mind.
How could someone just throw a stool at someone?
That's... too reckless, too terrifying, something that no ordinary child can do.
It wasn't until she saw her mother who was still in a pool of blood that she suddenly woke up. She watched him squat down next to her mother, lowered his head to check with a serious and solemn expression, and then watched him look around and run into the classroom. She wanted to follow him.
Do something, but I don’t know how to intervene, and it’s probably too late to do anything.
Because soon, her mother was sent to the hospital.
He is really a very powerful person. He knows a lot of things that she doesn't know, and he can say a lot of things that she doesn't know. There is no ignorance or innocence in his eyes when he looks at her. It's like he has a child hiding in the body.
The old monster soul.
When she thought about it later, she still wondered if it was because of her accelerated heartbeat when he laughed that day that made her put her own filter on everything in her memories.
That's right, she felt that he was more reliable than any adult at that time, and she didn't have to think about anything when she was around him. Moreover, at that time, he suddenly smiled when he was talking to her...
'How do you repay me?'
The young boy was smiling when he asked. He had a beautiful smile, his deep eyes were a little brighter, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was disapproving from his heart.
It was obvious that she looked down upon her reward, and that smile was obviously not the gentle smile that children should like, but it was like candy mixed with poison, the sugar was so sweet that her heart seemed to be beating in her ears.
One after another, sonorous and powerful, it seems that the smile is deeply ingrained in my mind.
She did it, or in other words, that smile was like an evil product that could confuse people's hearts, and she was the one with the bewitching spell. Even when she thought about it when she grew up, she could still recall that smile clearly.
I can clearly recall the specific extent of the raise of the corners of his mouth, and the slight sparkle in his eyes that seemed to light up with interest.