[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

The wind blowing in from outside the courtyard wall passes through the corridor, and the wind chimes hanging under the eaves of the corridor gradually hit the sound of "ding dong" like a flowing spring.

When Yaken Toshiro found Fushimi Saru Hiko, he was standing alone on the wooden corridor, staring at the yard indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The general is saying goodbye to Princess Sakurahime."

"yes."

The other party responded casually, and was speechless again.

A few pale pink petals floated down from the branches and landed in the blue pool, making ripples in circles.The young man standing in the corridor was lifted by the passing wind, his body wrapped in the kimono looked thinner, and the bright spring scenery behind him did not soften his aura.

Yaken Toshiro sometimes feels that at a certain moment, Fushimi Saru is more like a sword than himself than this person.Sharp enough to cut everyone around him, as well as himself.

"Hey." The person he thought looked like a knife spoke, with a tone that was almost chatty, "That wish is yours, actually."

As soon as Yaken Toshiro recalled his wandering thoughts, this sentence stabbed him in front of him, and his breath stopped.

"That guy from before made a wish for something, and said something like 'I want to get the world', or 'I want to be Oda Nobunaga'? He dreamed of dominating the world, but he didn't Thinking of being thrown directly into the scene before Oda Nobunaga's death. I was completely played with, that idiot."

Yaken Toshiro remained silent, and the person opposite continued to speak with a mocking tone.

"So, in fact, this is your wish, right? Because you failed to protect the master as a sword, you regret your dereliction of duty? After becoming Fusangshen, you want to make up for it. If you return to Honnoji Temple again, you must kill Oda Nobunaga was rescued, you think so, right?"

The "jingle ding dong dong" bell under the eaves beat a few times in disorder, and Fushimi spoke in a flat tone that was as sharp as stabbing a knife in someone's heart, but it still seemed to be chatting, and his eyes didn't even fall on his head. superior.

The black-haired Fu Sangshen was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned against the wall behind him, his aura seemed to relax, and his slender eyelashes slowly closed.

He breathed out lightly, "Yes, I did have such thoughts."

"After Nobunaga-sama died, I once thought, if I could appear by his side at that time in a state of mourning, if I could save him from that fire..."

"When I was sleeping in the long river of time as Fu Sangshen, a voice woke me up and asked me if I wanted to fulfill this wish?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko finally turned his gaze to look at him, his pupils covered by broken hair were obscure.

"You promised?"

"I was shaken, but in the end I chose to refuse." Yaken Toshiro opened his eyes and met his gaze.

"History already exists, and the past cannot be changed. I know this matter better than you."

"However, that voice was too cunning. It only grabbed me for a moment and pulled out my memories of that time to create this space. When I opened my eyes, I appeared in Honno-ji Temple, and just like you, I was trapped here to return don't go."

Fushimi Saru Hiko was still looking at him, when a gust of wind blew over, and the broken hair hanging from the corners of his eyes brushed past his eyes.As if weighing something, the expression in the deep pupils was unclear.

The black-haired Fu Sangshen's lips curled up, and he was so calm that he almost calmly said, "I did the same thing as you think now."

"what?"

"My main body will always be asleep in the long river of time, and what is here is only the summoned spirit. However, even if the spirit is broken, the space still exists. Just like the last round, I woke up again in the Inneng Temple."

"Cut..." Fushimi clicked his tongue uncomfortably as if being poked, and looked away.After a while, he turned his gaze back again, "How did the last person escape?"

"I do not know."

Yaken Toshiro sighed, "At that time, my spirit here was broken. However, there is one thing that is very strange. The space of the last reincarnation was not as chaotic as it is now. At least, there is no city outside Honnoji Temple."

Fushimi quickly remembered the history-related books that he had seen in the bookstore, "The time of this city is more than ten years after the change of Honnoji Temple, when Toyotomi Hideyori came to power. So not only the time is different, but the time of this city It is also possible that the original Honnoji is not in the same world. Did that person break the boundary of the world and escape?"

"I can't escape." Yaoken Fujishiro said calmly, the eyes of the person on the opposite side narrowed slightly, and looked at him with appreciative eyes, "This singularity is formed because of his greed and ambition, and his vain attempt to change history , and even involved another world when he forcibly left. No matter which world's will, he will not let him go."

"Since that's the case, wouldn't it be enough to just capture that guy back?"

Fushimi saw Yaken's slightly helpless expression, he "tsk" and showed "another troublesome" expression, "Can't do it?"

"It's not that it can't be done. In fact, I don't know why it has developed into what it is now. Logically speaking, Zetian... I'll call him 'General'...General, she is very much loved by the will of the world."

"...Where do you get favored with all the troubles on your body?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko muttered in a low voice, but the words were not heard by the person on the other side.

"All in all." The young man's voice darkened, "The one who brought us here and tried to throw the mess over is that guy, right, the one who made the wish."

"It should be him, although I don't know how the other party did it."

Fushimi turned his head away, and some familiar gloom and irritability appeared in the eyes that had been streaked by black hair.

"...That idiot was really taken advantage of."

A chilly wind blows from the end of the corridor, and the wind chimes under the eaves of the corridor are in chaos again.Yaken Toshiro looked at the black-haired boy who turned around and walked in, as if he was suppressing something, his irritable emotions were fed back into the aura around him, making the wind passing by him involuntarily detour.

"Fushimi-kun."

The other party stopped.

"What else?"

"At that time, thank you for believing in me."

He didn't explain too much, because he knew that this person must be clear.

Sure enough, the other party paused slightly, turned his face away, "Innengji?"

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head back with a "tsk", and lazily said in a tired voice, "I don't believe you."

Perhaps because of the imminent parting, even Fushimi, who finds everything troublesome, is rarely patient.

"That guy, if you are on the enemy's side, she will remind you."

"Although I also had doubts, that idiot would not have kindly sent me some powerful own NPC..." That was when he thought that this world was indeed a game created by Fushimi Renxi.

"However, since before, she has known a lot of weird guys. What are you doing, she had a bunch of other experiences before she knew it..." Fushimi's voice was almost uncomfortable afterward. complaints.

He paused for a moment, seemed to have come back to his senses, and clicked his tongue with an expression of "Why should I tell you this?"Then he casually raised one hand and waved his back to Yaoken.

"gone."

Honnoji Temple.

When I came out, I fought a bunch of little monsters like a game of breaking through the level before I broke out with great difficulty, but when I came back here, I was not blocked by anything.

In the deepest room of Honno-ji Temple, rows of candles flickered to complement the firelight outside.Yaken Toshiro went out to investigate the situation, and Sawada Ya sat back on the table where she first appeared, and looked up at the person standing beside her.

"Fushimi, are you still angry?"

The black-haired boy turned his head away from her and asked casually, "Why are you angry?"

The little Lolita sighed, flung herself forward, lay down on the table and spread herself out into a "cat cake", her long silver hair slid down to spread the table.

"I don't want to be like this either." She murmured softly, "Who let the pot fall on my head..."

Fushimi's hand hanging by his side tightened suddenly.

Who wants you to shoulder this kind of responsibility, can't you just be selfish and escape by yourself?

You guy, you can definitely escape...

The growling words crowded his throat, but he couldn't get the words out.It's also impossible to tell.

Isn't that like a defeated dog barking at people?

As the party about to be rescued...

It's too ugly, Fushimi Saruhiko.

"Fushimi." Sawada Ya raised his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down and swallowed those messy words, Fushimi took a deep breath, and finally squeezed out a few weak words.

"What?"

"Don't be angry."

"I said I wasn't angry."

"I know Fushimi is worried about me."

"...Who gave you confidence? And you didn't get angry when you said it."

"I also like Fushimi very much. If Fushimi keeps getting angry with me, I will be sad."

This time, Fushimi Saru Hiko, who was hit by a straight ball again, was silent for several seconds.The candles in the room were "crackling" burning, and the little girl lying on the table buried her face halfway in her arms, only showing one eye and looking at her obediently.

After a while, the black-haired boy exhaled lightly, turned his gaze back, bent down as if giving in, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the little Lolita's head, and whispered a few words between his thin lips.

"……Fool."

The silver-haired little loli's exposed eyes were bent into crescent moons, she happily got up from the table and opened her hands.

Fushimi bent down again, allowing the little girl to reach out and hug her neck, rubbing her shoulders like a kitten.

"Don't run around when you get back."

"Yeah." Sawada Ya seriously assured, "I will be obedient."

Fushimi sneered, when did you become obedient?

At this moment, an email notification sounded.The boy's body paused slightly, Sawada Ya let go of his hand obediently, watched him straighten up, and took out the mobile phone that was almost forgotten by others.

His side face illuminated by the fire seemed to be covered with a shadow, and the emotion in his eyes seemed darker than the shadow.The corners of Fushimi's lips twitched slightly, and the voice could not be said to be ironic or mocking.

"Fushimi Renxi?"

Sawada Ya blinked, "Go and have a look."

Fushimi Saruhiko lowered his expression and looked down at her, and the little loli smiled at him obediently.

"Tsk."

After looking at her for a few seconds, Fushimi rubbed her hair, held the phone in one hand, turned and walked out without saying anything.

Sawada Ya watched his back as he walked to the door.

"Fu see."

"What?"

The black-haired boy opened the door, put his fingers on the door frame, and turned his face halfway.

"This morning, Fushimi didn't come to eat with me."

The little girl's voice was very soft, soft and waxy, as if she was complaining in a low voice but also as if she was simply doing homework.The black eyelashes drooped, and the person at the door was silent for a few seconds.

"Understood." He whispered impatiently, "I will accompany you in the future."

Until the figure with a straight back walked out of the door, Sawada Ya looked in the direction he left for a while, and finally lowered his head to look at the table.

There is a familiar scroll on the table.

Sawada Ya pressed the edge with one hand, and slowly spread it out with the other.A line of beautiful words piercing through the back of the paper slowly appeared as the scroll was opened.

"Oda Nobunaga, died in the tenth year of Tianzheng, June [-]st, Honnoji Temple."

She stared at the line of words for a long time, and finally picked up the inscription that appeared at the side at an unknown time, and neatly stamped a red seal on the end of the words.

The author has something to say: the "idiot" that Fushimi said was not talking about Mi-chan.

Then Mi Jiang said that when she didn’t have dinner with her in the morning, she fell asleep at the dining table and came here. Do you remember?