Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

When patrolling at night, the scenery you see will not be exactly the same.

When the sky is full of stars, the night is calm and peaceful, and you can enjoy it quietly.

Tonight's night sky is as dark as ink, and on the quiet streets, the glow of street lamps makes the shadows grow long.

On a late autumn night, the temperature dropped quickly, and at some point, raindrops began to fall.

The chill in the body spreads to the heart, and the walking pace gradually becomes slower.

No. 3 sat quietly on Nakamura's shoulder. The rain made its body a lot heavier, but it didn't need to move by itself, and the rain would not affect anything.

Turning on the automatic scanning mode, No. 3 can also concentrate on observing Nakamura's expression.

Today's Nakamura is different from usual. It cannot accurately describe the specific differences.

Emotions are an obstacle to God.

It will influence the gods to make fair and just judgments, and has been abandoned for countless years.

Naturally, No. 3, which originated from the gods, could not possess it.

However, Threes are given the ability to grow.

After spending some time with Nakamura, the database is gradually improving spontaneously, and there seems to be something more in its program.

[If it were Number 2, what would you say at this moment? ]

"Nakamura-kun, why don't you go take shelter from the rain first? Your clothes are soaked."

Nakamura didn't stop and continued to move forward, heading to a more remote corner.

Dark corners that cannot be illuminated by light are always more likely to breed darkness. The energy efficiency of brushing in that environment will be greatly improved. This is all hard-earned experience.

"No, let's see again."

He grabbed the doll on his shoulder, stuffed it into his pocket, and patted it with his hand.

"Aren't there any missions here?"

The voice that was blocked by the cloth was a little vague, "There are none nearby at the moment."

"Farther away?"

"There's one over at the pier, but it's too far. Besides... Nakamura-kun must be very tired tonight, why don't you take a night's rest?"

Nakamura paused slightly, "Where is the specific location? I'll go there now."

Number Three opened his pocket and floated onto Nakamura's shoulder again.

"Nakamura-kun, the rain will get heavier and heavier, why don't we go back first?"

Nakamura stopped and looked sideways at the puppet, "Are you really No. 3?"

The doll stamped its feet, water splashing on Nakamura's cheeks.

Her cheeks were bulging, "Who else could it be?"

Nakamura hissed, "No. 3, what are you doing?"

The doll made eye contact with Nakamura.

"Shouldn't you be urging me to do the task quickly? When did you start caring about the rain?"

"Although the mission is important, humans will catch a cold if exposed to the rain."

Nakamura stared at the doll, his mind racing, "Who are you? What happened to No. 3?"

The scene in the dormitory a few hours ago suddenly emerged.

At that time, I was so immersed in my own thoughts that I didn't realize in time: those words were impossible for Number Three to say.

Damn it--so careless!

Nakamura looked ugly.

The puppet looked confused.

"I am No. 3." Its expression looked innocent and aggrieved, "Nakamura-kun actually doesn't believe me."

Nakamura stared at the doll. This is completely different from the usual one, right? Except that the mechanical sound has not changed, everything else is completely different.

"Don't think I will be deceived again, No. 3 doesn't have such a character at all."

The puppet jumped twice, "I will also grow, and I have been studying hard recently!"

But Nakamura just thought it was ridiculous, "You shouldn't be able to learn Number 2?"

"That's right, Nakamura-kun, doesn't he like No. 2 very much? Aren't you happy?"

Nakamura was silent.

Number Two's liveliness is natural, and every step from movement to voice to behavior is just right and perfectly suits his preferences.

No. 3 is clearly programmed mechanically. His voice is always smooth and his actions follow the program. He does not have high intelligence at all.

Today's one is completely different. There's nothing wrong with this disguise.

The drizzle gradually turned into a downpour, and strings of raindrops hit Nakamura's head and face, blurring his vision.

However, he had no intention of taking shelter from the rain. Instead, he stared directly at the doll, waiting for an explanation.

"Well, I really can't hide it from you."

The next moment, Nakamura returned to his familiar dormitory, a towel covering his head, hiding his sight.

"Change into clean clothes first."

A long-awaited ethereal voice echoed in the room, making Nakamura freeze in place.

He took off the rag and made eye contact with the floating doll.

"We haven't seen you for a while. Nakamura-kun has forgotten me?"

"Why are you here again?!"

Words of disgust came out of his mouth.

Nakamura knew that he shouldn't be so impulsive, but for some reason, His appearance always made him irritable and unable to suppress his emotions.

This Lord God forced him to buy and sell at the beginning, gave him a skill, and even manipulated his employment, but he also made corresponding compensations, but that kind of compensation was not his own choice.

After a period of calm, he thought he was relieved.

When I saw Him, I instantly lost my guard. As expected, I didn't like Him anymore.

Like it or not, Nakamura noticed his change this time.

His personality at the moment seems to have merged with that of Number Two, becoming much more lively and far different from what he was before.

However, it can be seen that He is gradually adapting to the rules of the human world. Is he planning to come in and play in person? ! That's not a good thing.

"Well, Nakamura-kun, don't be so irritable. Aren't you and No. 3 getting along very well recently? You've also completed the mission quite well. I'm quite optimistic about you."

Nakamura's eyes widened, "Are you still spying on me?"

The doll tilted its head, "I didn't mean it. Didn't I tell you before? Because you merged with a ray of my consciousness, so..."

"You said before that you wouldn't deliberately look at those memories!"

"I didn't look at it on purpose. It was because your mood swings were so great that it touched my consciousness, so I had to come over to confirm your safety."

Nakamura:……

"Wait, when did you come here?"

Now that he had said it, he no longer concealed it, "At night, when you were feeling down."

"Sure enough, those words are not something that Number Three can say."

"Don't underestimate it, Nakamura-kun. It is also a part of me after all."

He used this puppet body and naturally checked No. 3's program and found that it grew rapidly, far exceeding other monitoring programs that were separated at the same time.

Looking at the irritable Nakamura, he was convinced that Nakamura-kun was different.

Although the irritable Nakamura seemed full of energy and was quite surprised to see him, he also had a sense of proportion and could not bear to tease him too harshly.

If the commotion goes too far, if Nakamura-kun just overturns the table, where can he find such excellent workers?

In recent days, whenever pure and warm power flows into his body, He will be proud of his wise decision.

Although there are some minor side effects, it is not a big problem.

The top priority is to solve Nakamura's mentality problem and help him go further.

"In short, I meant what I said. Didn't Nakamura-kun work well as the agent of the gods? For this reason, he made himself so embarrassed."

The wet clothes were uncomfortable clinging to his body, but Nakamura did not change them, preparing to send Him away before thinking about anything else.

"I'm safe, you can leave."

"No, no, no," the doll waved his fingers, "I know what Nakamura is struggling with."

The soaked hair was limp and hanging down, adding a bit of embarrassment to Nakamura, which in turn neutralized his original melancholic temperament.

"Nakamura-kun feels like he has become a stranger, and is he panicking?"

Nakamura lowered his head and said nothing.

"Nakamura-kun originally planned to live a transparent life, but I accidentally disturbed it."

Nakamura was very angry when he saw him mentioning that incident, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to do this at all."

"So Nakamura-kun hates me, right?"

"Otherwise? Should I thank you?! You have disrupted all the trajectories of my life."

He was emotionally stable, as if the object of Nakamura's dislike was not him.

"Then you regret meeting Hagiwara and the others?"

Nakamura's excitement froze, but he would not say anything against his will, "If you don't regret it, so what?"

"I provided the opportunity to meet Hagiwara and the others."

"Without you, they and I would have been classmates and there would always be opportunities to get to know each other."

"Really? If I remember correctly, Mr. Nakamura is planning to live quietly as a little transparent until graduation. We didn't know each other during the police academy. After graduation, they each have their own wonderful lives. You can only go to the police station in an unknown jurisdiction. Is there really a chance to get acquainted with them?”

In Nakamura's original plan, there was indeed a provision to stay away from influential figures to ensure safety, and there was no way to refute this.

"Then it's time to go to the explosives class. I can tell you clearly. Hagiwara Kenji was originally going to die in the line of duty on November 11. He is still alive and kicking. You should feel a sense of accomplishment."

"As for the agreement to do the mission, Nakamura-kun agreed to it himself. There was no forced purchase or sale, or even forced persuasion."

Nakamura was silent. These points he said were all facts and could not be refuted.

Small choices were different, and the deviations brought about became larger and larger, making him inevitably panic.

No one is happy to live a life of being dominated, especially Nakamura, who has no room for resistance.

The root cause of this outburst when facing Dr. A Li is that his pressure is gradually accumulating.

When it comes to professional topics that he is good at, he can't help venting. In the final analysis, his heart is not strong enough to cope with such rapid changes.

In the case of mutual communication of emotions, Nakamura really has no secrets in front of him.

"There is no need to be harsh on yourself. Strength is always born out of weakness. Nakamura-kun has endless potential, but it has yet to be developed."

Nakamura didn't move, but He knew he was listening.

"Let's not talk about other things. In terms of innate conditions, other children are just born out of mortal bodies. Nakamura is born from me, and the innate conditions are definitely stronger than them."

The point of these words was a bit strange. After a while, Nakamura understood: [He was boasting in a roundabout way. ]

"Judging from this month's mission experience, Nakamura-kun has directly saved hundreds of people through his personal efforts, and indirectly saved even more people. Isn't this enough to prove your excellence?"

"Although I gave you a push at the beginning, if you don't do the task, there won't be any punishment. You won't be the one who dies anyway. You can just ignore it at all. The final choice is yours."

Nakamura immediately reviewed the agreement.

I found that this is really the case. The core content is to maintain the development of the plot line and avoid the collapse of the world.

The way is to save energy.

The rights enjoyed are to become strong, to be independent, and even to gain eternal life.

There is no punishment at all.

He was always paying attention and waited for Nakamura to confirm before saying: "How is it? If you don't want to do the task, you can give up at any time. If you want to return to your original life, I can help you do it."

Nakamura hesitated.

With a wave of his hand, Nakamura's body floated onto the bed and lay flat on his back, unconscious.

“It would be nice to experience it firsthand.”

He floated onto the bed, walked to Nakamura's cheek, sat down, and gently poked Nakamura's cheek with his short fingers.

"I am a kind-hearted god, and I never enforce the Overlord's terms. Don't compare me with those unscrupulous system writers! I am your father, how could I harm you? Nakamura Yuta-kun!"