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Aoki Nansawa sat in the room of the interrogator, holding his chin and sighing.

He just looked at Mr. Tsurumaru, the latter's golden pupils were bright and dazzling, prettier than the sun.

Just the next moment, the black mist swept across quickly, and the white crane was once again blackened.

Aoki Nansawa: "..."

"It's hard to maintain this look for too long, but it looks good, right?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga put his hands behind his head and said with a smile.

Compared with the black crane ball, the white crane ball even has a bright expression.

The snow-white hem is embroidered with complicated and delicate patterns, and the soft fabric looks very well made.

Aoki Nanzawa thought for a while: "I think they all look good."

This is the truth, he himself is not very sensitive to color.

Black or white, in the final analysis, it’s just a difference in clothes, nothing else should matter much...does it matter?

Fu Sangshen looked at him with blood eyes, there was indeed no trace of lying on that face.

"Master..." Hei He stretched out his hand, like touching a small animal, and pinched the back of his neck.

The latter shrank vigilantly, like a kitten pinched to its death.

How can the nape of the neck be pinched casually!

Tsurumaru smiled and said, "My lord is really smart and likable."

Inside the Honmaru, where all the staff fell into darkness, even the breath didn't change a bit.

The clear, gentle and clean spiritual power is always flowing, but there is no sign of fighting with the black mist.

"It's a big scare," Tsurumaru suddenly became enthusiastic, "But it's a pity that the Lord wasn't scared."

Aoki Nanze: "...It's just a change of clothes, nothing will be frightened."

He is not a three-year-old kid, and sometimes he is really uncomfortable with the over-caring attitude of the Touken Fusangshin of Honmaru.

Even though he is still a cub in the eyes of these Sword Fusangshen, he is already fifteen this year... he will be sixteen soon!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said he was going to get him some snacks, Aoki Nanzawa sat down in the room curiously.

It was also at this time that he saw the private message sent to him by "White Tiger" in the forum.

Although I don't really understand what the person on the other side is talking about, but it seems...

Still a kid?And it's not easy, I don't know if it will go wrong if it goes on like this.

[Altar Master Q privately chats with White Tiger]

[Altar Master Q:] Although I don’t know who you are, you are indeed talking to a living person

[Altar Master Q:] What's your current situation?Are you ok?

This is the first time the forum has encountered such a special person.

People who have posted in the forum before, be it diving or whatever.

At least they seem to be very capable people, and some characters will be extremely difficult to deal with.

【Baihu:】...I'm cold and hungry, can I see you when I'm dead?

【Baihu:】But I don't want to die!

Or is it considered a hallucination, or heaven?

It seemed that the opponent's spirit was a little too unstable, Aoki Nanzawa frowned.

It was the first time he encountered such a difficult situation, and it seemed that it would not be good to let it go.

When Tsurumaru ran back, he saw the judge standing on the corridor waiting for him.

The black-haired boy looked sideways at the cherry blossom trees outside. The season was just right, and the cherry blossom trees were lush and full of flowers.

Really, really beautiful scenery.

Maybe it's considered that it shouldn't appear in Dark Fall Honmaru?

That face turned to face him, Aoki Nansawa made a request.

"Mr. Tsurumaru, I have something to take care of," he thought for a while, "Can you accompany me?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was a little surprised: "Me? Of course it's okay!"

Aoki Nanzawa rubbed his hair, nodded his thanks.

"Then I need to prepare something," he sighed, "maybe I need a backpack or something."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "...My lord, the backpack shouldn't be able to hold my body, right?"

Aoki Nansawa has no way to bring people to replace the space, he can only bring "things".

Fittingly, the Sword Fusangshen are the gods whose spirits are attached to the sword, and belong to the category of items.

"It's not Mr. Tsurumaru's main body..." Aoki Nansawa noticed the snacks brought by Tsurumaru.

"Ah, there is also this plate of wagashi made by Mr. Candlestick Kiri, and bring two bottles of water."

The confinement room was empty, and the white-haired figure was curled up hugging his knees.

Atsushi Nakajima buried his head firmly, not looking at the reply on the screen.

It's ridiculous, to have hallucinations under such circumstances, and even tell the hallucinations their own address.

Was it hoped to be rescued by hallucinations?That's impossible.

Being blamed, being treated harshly, being beaten and scolded.

Atsushi Nakajima clenched his fists tightly.

want to live.

He wants to live more than anyone else!He doesn't want to die here!

"Atsushi Nakajima?"

Someone called his name, but Atsushi Nakajima didn't look up.

I have hallucinations again. Being locked up in this kind of place, it is not easy to stay awake.

In his lowered vision, a delicate snack box and a bottle of water were placed in one hand.

"Didn't you say you're hungry? Let's eat first."

It's an illusion.It is impossible for anyone in the confinement room to come except the dean.

Atsushi Nakajima told himself this, but couldn't help stretching out his hand—even if it was a hallucination, it would be good to touch it.

He touched the hard box.

Aoki Nansawa hugged his knees and squatted in front of the white-haired boy.

The other party seemed to be about the same age as him, with beautiful golden eyes, and he couldn't tell what the supernatural power was.

It's not like some characters in the comics, Aoki Nanzawa has made up lessons.

"woo woo woo woo…"

Aoki Nanze was a little dazed to see him crying while eating.

Just, even if you haven't eaten for a long time, there is no need to do this, right?Find a paper towel to help wipe it off first!

The black-haired child searched for a long time but couldn't find a tissue.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga sighed, and with a flash of the blade, he simply cut off the hem of his clothes.

He stretched out his hand and handed it to the little lord, "Master, just use this first and make do with it? It should work too."

The black cloth was complicated and soft, Aoki Nansawa took it and handed it to Atsushi Nakajima.

The latter devoured his snacks, not even thinking about drinking water.

Aoki Nanze swiftly opened the bottle cap and handed him the water, and he took two sips reluctantly.

Watching him eat, Aoki Nanzawa stood up and took out his mobile phone first.

The location of the above map is correct, it is in Yokohama, which he is familiar with, which is the city.

So... is he the same special case as Mr. Dazai?

"Thank you, I didn't expect...someone would actually come."

After eating and drinking well, the white-haired boy sat cross-legged on the ground with some anxiety.

The empty screen still stayed in mid-air and kept scrolling, but he wouldn't think it was an illusion anymore.

A really well-meaning administrator will private message him, and then fall from the sky.

Aoki Nanze hugged his knees and squatted in front of him: "It's okay, what's the matter with you?"

In the AWS forum, there are many special characters, and the possibility of diving to hide their identity cannot be ruled out.

But most of the characters will not be miserable, not to mention this room like a confinement room, Aoki Nanzawa was shocked.

No matter how you say it, he is still an ordinary student in an ordinary high school, and he used to have troubles with side blood relatives, which is very ugly.

But no matter how ugly it is, it is nothing more than going to school in another place and living alone.

It is absolutely impossible to be locked up in such a place. Yokohama still has laws at present, right?

Atsushi Nakajima's expression was a bit bleak: "I am... an orphanage, and this is an orphanage."

It was very often that he was locked up, and in the orphanage, he was the only one who would be like this.

Other children can get better treatment, only him, Atsushi Nakajima is not eligible.

"I don't know why, maybe I did something wrong."

Listless, downcast, the whole person is very "mourned".

Aoki Nanze couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch his white hair.

This hair color is still quite rare, but it looks good and feels very soft.

"Since this is the case...how about I take you away? Using this forum, you can get away at any time."

I can't detect any bad intentions from this person, so he shouldn't be lying.

Aoki Nanze was a little hesitant when he said this with an instinct like a small animal, he really couldn't stand it.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly raised his head: "Leave...the orphanage?"

Even in the most difficult times, he never considered what to do when he left the orphanage.

What can I do outside?Can you support yourself?Is there any chance he can get out?

Aoki Nanze affirmed: "Yes, or if you don't want to leave, I can ask someone."

Regarding what Atsushi Nakajima's abilities are, he must be a "special character".

It is not difficult to imagine that the void screen can be suspended in the air.

It's a pity that Atsushi Nakajima himself doesn't know.

"Impossible! I'm just an ordinary person, it's impossible to have supernatural powers!"

The little white tiger shook his head frantically, if he was really capable, would he still be imprisoned?

I also want to know that he is an ordinary person, and he has no ability to fight against others, which is why he is so miserable.

Aoki Nansawa: "..." What a coincidence, I also thought like you two months ago.

"Not necessarily, our two situations are the same."

The black-haired man muttered and patiently told him what he was facing.

It's rare to find a friend with the same disease, Aoki Nansawa couldn't help complaining a lot.

Although after the forum, the economy has improved, I have met many people, and I have seen many novel things...

At the same time, he also faced danger beyond imagination.

Atsushi Nakajima said quietly: "Then I think I'm still fit to be an ordinary person."

Aoki Nansawa deeply agreed: "I think so too."

The two ideal ordinary people quickly reached a consensus.

In this way, you will not find out that your neighbor is a mafia, and your good friend can see monsters.

Yokohama was not originally a scientific worldview, and was divided into three organizations, the Secret Service Division Gang Hei and Butei.

"If you think about it, just message me privately."

Aoki Nanze squatted in front of him: "I am usually free except for class time."

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Are you still in school?"

"Well, it's in an ordinary high school, also in Yokohama."

It was like two groups, one black and one white, gathered together and muttered.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga leaned against the door of the confinement room, watching this scene with regret.

It would be great if it could be photographed, my little master, it's rare to have such a relaxed time.