[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

The three of them sat around and experimented with the usability of paper.

The soul guide given by Xue Ye contained so much paper that it could pile up into a paper mountain. However, after trying for less than half of it, Kunikida's soul skills still failed to work, which meant that none of the paper could be used by Haraichi.

Although everyone was a little disappointed, they also knew the probability of this happening.

So keep trying.

He tried again and again, and then rested until his soul power was exhausted. After completing the practice, he continued to test again, and repeated the test several times. It was already dark.

When it was dinner time, Yuan Yi took out the food he had stored in the soul guide for everyone to fill their stomachs.

The adult-tall tiger walked in with its big head shaking, its stiff black and white hair stained with many leaf fragments.

"Good evening, everybody!"

The big tiger said hello politely.

Yosano Akiko noticed that there were a lot of furry clumps of grass on his back and helped to brush them off.

"Thank you~"

The big tiger makes a purring sound unique to cats, as loud as an engine, which is super healing.Yosano Akiko couldn't hold back and rubbed the tiger's head.

Nakajima Atsushi was rubbing and rubbing, squatting obediently next to a few people, his tail wagging slightly, which meant that he was in a good mood.

He looked at the pile of papers on the ground and was shocked: "Is there actually so much?"

Ango: "It's a pity that I haven't found a suitable one yet."

"Let's try again later."

Yuan Yi was not discouraged. Repeating the process of soul power exhaustion and cultivation was also a way to strengthen his soul power. After these rounds, although he did not find a suitable paper, he felt that his physical condition was better.

"But there are so many..." All of them were tried, and none of them responded.

Yosano Akiko leaned back and leaned against the little tiger: "There is absolutely no paper that can activate powers."

"Although it was expected, there are still some..."

disappointment.

Everyone added in their hearts.

Even though he had known for a long time that Kunikida's power required a special notebook as a medium to activate, it was a pity when he tried stack after stack of paper and still had no reaction from his power.

"Can I only use the notebook made by the master?" Yuan Yi took a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

The maker of Kunikida's exclusive ideal notebook is a master named Carlisle, but obviously, it is impossible for the master to follow them through the different world, which creates an embarrassing situation.

Unable to find paper that can replace the notebook, subsequent ideas can only be ideas, and the possibility of not realizing them is tantamount to fantasy.

Suddenly, Haraichi had an idea: "Kunikida-san, can you use a notebook to copy the notebook?"

Kunikida hesitated for a while.

He actually didn't like using notebooks to copy notebooks. He felt it was blasphemy to the master, but the situation was urgent at the moment, so he told the truth.

[——Theoretically yes, but the size will not be larger than the original notebook]

Yuan Yi: "That doesn't mean that the more you copy, the smaller it becomes..."

This is inconvenient after all, and the more you copy, the smaller it becomes, which is too limiting.

[——The premise for your puppet idea is to find a notebook large enough. Although I can use the notebook to materialize the limbs, it is far less convenient than directly materializing the entire body]

Haraichi also wanted to ask Kunikida whether he had ever copied a living creature, but thinking of the righteous Kunikida, he swallowed his curiosity.

Yuan Yi didn't hesitate, and immediately used the remaining paper mountain to ignite his motivation: "Okay! Then keep looking!"

Yosano Akiko and Ango helped organize it.

"Ok?"

Seeing what Atsushi Nakajima was doing, Yosano leaned over to take a look.

It is a thin booklet.

She opened the book, which was only the size of a child's hand, and was amused by the colorful painting on the first page——

It's red and black and looks like an earthworm. There are two small white dots at the end, which seem to be eyes. If you turn it back, there are several pages with this style of painting. It's rough and childish. At first glance, it looks like a child's random drawing. s work.

"Really, I even suspect that the emperor just dealt with you casually and put in all kinds of messy things."

Yuan Yi Wenyan was also a little curious about what Yosano saw.

"Let me take a look." He took it and took a look. It looked familiar...

Ok?

Hara went to Atsushi Nakajima's feet and rummaged through the pile of books and papers, etc. It seemed like...

Yuan blushed for a moment, closed his ears with a snap, and even the tips of his ears started to feel hot, "..."

"Ah ha ha ha ha! Do you know who painted it?" Yosano Akiko seemed to have seen something novel, looking straight at Hara with an unnatural expression and restlessness, and said with a smile: "It's really cool. So cute!”

The tips of Yuan Yi's ears turned even redder. How come his own dark childhood history was mixed in there! ?

He also has a soul guide, which is specially used to store various meaningful souvenirs and gifts from his childhood. He clearly remembers that these should have been stored in that soul guide.

Why does he remember it so clearly?Speaking of which, this can be regarded as the dark history of his childhood.

He was still very young at that time. Due to his baby's health, he had to eat and sleep every day. He didn't learn the otherworldly language that thoroughly, and he only stayed at home. In addition, his parents never used his soul power in front of him, so he was always Nothing wrong found.

One day, his parents took him out to socialize, and he saw a strange-looking pet spirit beast in someone's backyard, which frightened his entire worldview.

Others couldn't understand his frightened baby talk, so he had to go home, grab a pen, and draw those weird monsters in his notebook, planning to ask about them when he grew up, but... when he grew up, he knew those were souls. A beast is not a monster.

Yuan Yi touched the edge of the book cherishingly, with some other emotions in his eyes.

Since my mother's martial soul is a book, she can create wordless books and copy books I have read, so the picture books and paper consumption at home all rely on my mother's martial soul, and this one is the same.

Yuan Qi was born with a weak body, and it was difficult for a healing spirit master to cure her. Also, because her martial spirit was not considered "useful" in a universal sense, the various differences between her and Cecil caused her to be criticized by outsiders. She had always cared about it. So Yuan Yi often overtook her and asked her to write and draw without words. She gradually realized that the most important thing was her family, and she no longer always cared about other people's evaluations.

Later, I discovered that he liked to write and draw (write down bank card passwords, draw the shapes of computers and mobile phones, etc.), so Yuan Qi would bring wordless books of different sizes and let him play freely.

Yuan Yi blinked hard and touched the handwriting on the cover cherishingly.

"How did it get mixed up in that pile of paper?" Could it be that the soul guide is broken?

Several small soul guides are stored together in another soul guide.Speaking of which, that soul guide has been used for more than ten years, and it is indeed time to retire.

Yuan Yi took it out and inspected it, only to find that there were a few more cracks on the soul guide for some reason, and the surface became dull.

It's indeed broken.

Yuan took out the soul guide and rubbed it twice. He was reluctant to throw it away and planned to put it away in another place.

And these large and small notebooks also need to be installed with a new soul guide.

【--etc】

Yuan Yi paused and heard Dazai's voice, subconsciously feeling guilty: "... Dazai?"

The other two subconsciously looked up at him.

Everyone knew that Hara Kazuma came to Dazai, so the two of them couldn't help but care about their relationship.

【——Try those】

Yuan Yi's expression froze instantly.

Soon he started laughing again and pointed to the pile at the back, "Is that what Dazai was talking about?"

【——Hara Yi】

Osamu Dazai's voice was soft and slow.

Yuan Yi Ze completely lost his expression.

He stood stiffly on the spot. In front of him was a collection of large and small books. Some had words in them, some had no words, some were filled with all kinds of soul beasts drawn by children, and some were filled with crooked words. Qu's calligraphy practice.

Yuan Yi's eyes moved and his eyes fell on the huge stack of books.

He remembered what was in there -

He was only four or five years old at that time.

Cecil and Yuan Qi were lying on the huge blank page of the book, with some distance between them. Yuan Yi held the brush and drew lines along their outlines.

"do not move!"

He held down his father's arm with pampering and pride, and used a commanding tone to prevent him from moving.

"Okay, okay, I'm done!" He laughed happily, lying down between the two adults, and handed the pen to his father, "Draw me too!"

Finally, a one-to-one family portrait was drawn.

His painting skills can only be regarded as elementary school art level, which is really not good. This idea of ​​painting a family portrait was just a flash of inspiration, and it soon became stale. However, Cecil never tired of it, and even Yuan Yi felt that he had had enough. Enough childishness, he also urged Yuan Yi to update one picture every month.

It was the largest "wordless book" that Yuan Qi had ever created using martial arts. The size of a single page was enough to draw an adult.

He also has countless notebooks customized by Ben Yuan Qi to meet his requirements, with different sizes and shapes, and even the appearance of the paper inside is different.

Before the age of six, all the paper used by Yuan Yi came from Yuan Qi. Because the other world did not pay attention to the development of papermaking industry, the books made by Yuan Qi's martial spirit were smooth and soft. For Yuan Yi, a former earthling, it was difficult to use them. Undoubtedly more comfortable and more accustomed. ?

The memories of the past turned into a whirlpool, almost swallowing Yuan Yi up.

Yuan Yi stiffened his face: "...let's try it."

He was not in the right mood, and everyone else could tell. Haraichi took the book from Yosano Akiko and turned to the last page.

"Brother, I want to do it by myself this time." He said.

【--……good】

Yuan Yi picked up the pen and wrote on it one stroke at a time:

【百

合】

He pressed the inner side, tore off the page, and used his soul power to activate his soul skills. Pale white light spots appeared from scratch and slowly gathered on the paper in his hand. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the thin paper in his hand The thin piece of paper becomes a blooming lily.

...it worked.

Yuan Yi felt a deep chill.

How could it succeed?How can it be successful?

Yuan Yi was furious.

Who is arranging his life? Who is spying on his life? !

These so-called twists and turns and coincidences of fate really made Yuan Yi furious.

He is extremely disgusted!

What does "destiny" want him to do?

He wanted paper that could be acted upon, and the paper was delivered to him by "destiny"?Fate's favor?

Isn't it good to copy what he wants according to God's arrangement and increase his trump card?

Yuan Yi's throat rolled.

——Disgusting, so disgusting!

The powerlessness of being fooled by fate and the absurd "responsibility" made Yuan Yi clearly realize once again that he might be in the creator's game.

Yuan Qi's martial spirit is "Book".

His greatest reliance is the thermal weapon that can compete with the soul master, and "book" can be used as a medium for Kunikida to activate his powers.

When was the foreshadowing of this laid?

……

"..." Yuan Yi's eyes lost focus for a moment.

He seemed to not understand what he was saying, and stood blankly with an almost blank expression on his face.

Suddenly, Yuan Yi felt that everything was dark in front of him. Yuan Yi closed his eyes and squatted against the corner. He lowered his eyes, covered his eyes with his hands, and took a deep breath.

"I will not accept my fate..."

"I won't let you get what you want..."

He said.

The side effects of the soul skills seem to be starting to take effect.

"You want me to lose her again?"

He taunted, "I won't give you another chance."

Yuan Yi raised his head, looked at the books and smiled, the dimples on his lips came out again. His eyes were red, but his eyes contained a heart-stopping heat.

Fate wants to make me miserable, wants me to go crazy?

Then go crazy.

In the face of absolute force, even if you are surrounded on all sides, you can still use artillery shells to open a bloody path, right?

Haraichi licked his dry lips. The tinnitus that had started since the soul skill was successfully activated finally ended. Kunikida's extremely anxious soothing voice could be heard in his ears. His hand was held tightly by Yumeno Kusaku, so hard that his finger bones were Wail.

"I'm fine..." he said.

"I'm not sad or desperate." Yuan Yi looked at Mengye, "Don't worry, I won't collapse."

"I just……"

"I figured something out."

His eyes were filled with intense flames, so hot and unyielding that they made his whole body seem to glow.

That kind of faith that makes people palpitate and makes people unable to look away makes him shine brighter than ever like a polished diamond.

Menno Kusaku laughed, hugged him tightly, and placed his face on Yuan Yi's neck contentedly.

He was obsessed with feeling the other person's warm skin and listening to him speak.

"I will live my life."

"I will protect everyone I want to protect."

他 说:

"I will never... give in to fate!"