A thousand paper cranes in a distant dream

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"Varied……"

"A small part is fine. I decide which part to choose." Tino said casually, "and if someone you are related to needs to travel through another time and space for a second time, I can also discount it."

"..." How could it be possible to travel back and forth through time and space! Okemi gritted his teeth, "Okay! I know..."

"It would be great to be able to do so quickly." Tino pulled out a blank golden piece of paper from the card, on which "Contract" was clearly written.And pull a pen from another card.Write something quickly.

"This is to prevent someone from reneging." It seemed that there were some bad memories, and the beautiful blue-purple eyes flashed uncontrollably, "Look carefully. I will not be responsible for the consequences."

The contract is very simple: Tino will bring Xie Na back from the different world within three days.And the price is Okemi Lance's three years of memory... Tino is not responsible for the consequences of the violent interference.

Okemi took the gold pen inlaid with gemstones and signed his name on the lower right corner.

"The contract is established."

The contract book was rolled together and was taken back into the card by Tino.

"See you in three days, then."

The silver-haired girl nodded slightly.The crisp sound of dark thick-soled lace shoes stepping in the corridor is getting farther and farther away from the ground.

Okemi fell to the ground in a daze.All that was left was the sound of gears.If it wasn't for the words "**** left the clock tower." on the books beside her, she would have thought it was a dream.After all... It's been a long time since anyone came to this place ruled by time.

Although she is a beautiful girl, she is very suspicious.

After all, why can't Clock Tower use a name when recording? Or is her real name "**"?

Ah... Okemi thought of something.It seems that there is such a sentence recorded in a book, "The name recognized by the person is engraved on the soul." So, that Tino does not have a name recognized by her, right?

Or... Recalling the inexplicable things just now, the hollow voice rang in her ears-or is it that she has no soul at all?

Okemi couldn't help shrinking her body.

wish fulfillment or something...

Either a god or a demon...?

The author has something to say:

The more I write, the less I can heal...

Tino said [stand]

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Chapter 9 Owning and Losing

Okemi, who had been chaotic for hundreds of years, suddenly began to care about time again.

When pinching the last minute of the third day, that strange silver-haired girl really appeared.

She changed into a raspberry red long lace dress and wrapped Tino like a doll.I have to say, the skin is good, and it looks good in anything!

"I brought it here." The long silver-white hair was cut short to the shoulders and tied into a ponytail.Tino lifted the top hat on his head and frowned.

An old man "walked" out of the vortex formed by the cards.

The disease entangled every organ of his body, the mark of magical erosion devoured him ferociously, and the passage of time was reflected in his body.The sleeve of the right arm drooped loosely.

Okemi almost suffocated.

The old man in front of him stared blankly ahead with cloudy eyes.Like a rag doll.The body was disassembled, and it was thrown in a dark corner after being destroyed.

"he……"

"Do you want to listen?" Tino just looked at her, "I suggest you not to listen. Or after I finish speaking, I can make an exception and take away this part of your memory. It is my after-sales service."

――The voice was stuck in the throat, making a strange grunting sound.Okemi suddenly felt very thirsty.They obviously haven't eaten or drank anything for hundreds of years.But suddenly, it's like the senses are back.But, it hurts.

Like it's going to burn.

The silver-haired girl in front of her spread her hands in a not-so-elegant manner: "Then let me briefly summarize—Xie Na left the small town to find 'time', and went through a series of complicated processes. He offered his right hand Arm. I got two chances to open the gate to another world."

"In the time and space of 'Succession'... I lost the book used to sing in the battle. I became a sacrificer instead of a witch. I was on the verge of death. After being rescued by the 'war', I became a drug tester and existed for a hundred years."

"Exchanging the secret of time with the witch, on the way back, I was involved in the war of space-time jumpers. After being destroyed, my body weakened and I was imprisoned by time-space regulators. Forced to strip memory."

The sound is too flat.

It's so plain that everyone who listens thinks it's just a boring story.

――It’s just a boring story in itself, isn’t it?

The Broken Lands, the instability of magic.The boy hugged the book of singing and the headgear of the girl who seemed to be his belief, crawling bit by bit.The wind and sand annihilated, as if this person had never been born in this world——

The thief's long knife rested on the boy's neck, and he raised his hand to snatch his treasure.With the momentum of blood splattering, he sang Honkai.If the breath dissipates--

"If, I give you my arm. I have a chance to find a way to crack time, right? Then I will give it to you."――

chain.The garden of the slaves.A farce of death for the nobles only.

A symphony piercing through the chest.A waltz of amputated hands and feet.A gallows that crushes the mind.

"You did a good 'war'." ――

Torn apart, broken down.Test, test.Try it, assemble it.To attach, to watch.

"Miss Miko's experiment has started again."

won't let you die.

Puppet 93687254...

——

Let's exchange it.

use everything.

Take away the last usefulness.

There is never a shortage of innocents in the war of time and space.

right?

——

vomit……

Let's dance with rot.

Chaotic, chaotic.Is it not good?

"Is this... the price for fulfilling his wish... Did he do something wrong... It's all because of me... If it wasn't for this kind of thing..." It was almost as if everything in his body was squeezed dry.The tears accumulated for hundreds of years poured out.

She never imagined that the result she had been waiting for all this time turned out to be like this.

Okemi was almost stuck to the ground.His fingers were stuck in the blanket, and his fingernails were almost turned out with blood.

"You...are you a devil too...?" Dark blue eyes stared at the leaning silver-haired girl in a trance, "In order to punish me..."

"What I am to you depends on whether you want to wait or see the truth." Tino lowered his eyes and sighed, "Besides, this is also his wish...Which store is as affordable as mine?"

"So... we are all here to make you happy... a clown...?" Okemi stood up, stretched out his hand, tremblingly touched the old man's hanging left hand, and the feeling of vomiting became clear again.

"Are you delirious?" Tino tilted his head, "If everything depends on me, those of you who have fulfilled your wishes are really relaxed."

Okemi wept bitterly, covering the sound of the clock and breathing.And the silver-haired girl just stood aside and waited for her to cry.

... "b... ie..."

An old voice suddenly sounded, and it was actually heard in this chaotic situation.

Okemi's crying stopped abruptly.He raised his head with tears in his eyes.