The power comes from Chaldea

The pale young man with black hair leaned back and turned his head. His neck seemed to be a third paler than his exposed arms. The blood vessels looked like fragile glass, as if they could easily leave marks on it.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky smiled slightly, and spread out his hand to reveal a small piece of blank paper in his hand: "Mr. Bai Lan, although it is somewhat unexpected, the nature of the unknown is also an interesting part of speculating about fate."

He let go of his fingers, no longer holding on to this piece of white paper.The paper was unfettered, and quickly fell from a high place with the wind unscrupulously and flew into the distance.

But the paper was just about to break free from Fyodor Dostoevsky's control, just touched the space beyond the fingertips, and turned to ashes from the edge of the paper as if being burned.

The gray-black burning residue was quickly crushed into dust, and the piece of white paper left in the palm also completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.

Fyodor Dostoevsky lowered his head, his eyes reflected the empty palms, and slightly raised his lips: "As you can see, Mr. Bai Lan, the backlash of fate...is very violent. "

If you take wine as a comparison, the first taste is like rum, delicate and sweet, which makes people unconsciously intoxicated, but if you step into the opponent's territory for half a step, you will be regarded as an enemy and received like vodka It enters the throat normally, and soon feels the hot stimulation.

Bailan Jesso smiled in response. He was wearing a loose white sweater and black sweatpants, which made him look like an ordinary college student, and he did not look like a mafia leader at all.

What Fyodor Dostoyevsky had just held in his hands was the very thing that wiped his existence from Hibari Yasuya without a trace.

As long as the "reasonable" things are written, it is even possible to skip all the processes and show the ending directly.

Brandon Jesso: "You talk a lot, well, it's just that the future I can see is somewhat different from the future Mr. Dostoevsky can see."

Fyodor Dostoevsky was not annoyed by this, his tone was soft, with a sense of grandeur like a nobleman: "Um, I don't deny Mr. Bai Lan's statement, the reason why fate is Fate is precisely because of its unpredictability. And I just try my best to cater to the laws of fate as a entrant.”

He paused, turned his head and turned his back to the moonlight and looked straight at Bailan Jesso, his voice seemed a little serious, but his expression remained calm: "...Mochizuki Chiyo, she will soon notice us .”

Although the two seem to be communicating in a friendly manner, they also use their own names as if they are talking to each other. The degree of intimacy and alienation are not on the same level at all.

Bailan Jesso raised his hand and stroked the ring with small wings on his fingertips. His purple eyes were slightly bent and hidden under his smiling eyes, and his white hair curled up softly. The whole person's aura Exceptionally approachable.

"Then, our plan has gone a step further. Oh, my thanks to Mr. Dostoevsky."

Fyodor Dostoyevsky smiled: "Mr. Bailan, next I ask you to hold back the tenth generation of Vongola. The power of the cornerstone he possesses really conflicts with our plan." .”

Brandon Jesso only smiled, but didn't answer.

A few months ago, this 'mysterious' visitor from Russia broke into the headquarters of the Mirufiore family, and approached him like no one else.

Although Bailan Jesso didn't pay much attention to security, after all, he was more concerned with finding interesting 'toys' than leading an organization.

Only this time, the visitor from Russia obviously brought him a brand new perspective.

The white-capped black-haired Russian was pale and smiled innocently: "Mr. Bai Lan, you know that this is the guidance of fate."

Although his plan to collect three types of world cornerstones was once shattered, Brandon Jesso is not a theist, and can even be called an 'I' theist.

It's just that what Fyodor Dostoevsky told him made him a little bit interested in digging out the truth of the world.

Brandon Jesso turned his head sideways, looked at Fyodor Dostoyevsky beside him with a chuckle, and replied as if asking a rhetorical question but also as if confirming: "Mr. Dostoyevsky, as you said , this is the guidance of fate."

"The sun rises and the moon sets, all the rules... will be changed..."

……

Port Mafia.

"Chuya, did the people in the lab detect anything?"

Osamu Dazai walked in a hurry, pushed open the door with a serious expression that he rarely met, and asked Chuya Nakahara ten years later who could not see the traces of time in front of him.

Zhongyuan Zhongya·10+ still didn't want to understand the reason for the change of fate, so he could only explain a few words with a bit of indifference and perfunctory: "The test has been carried out to the last one, and this patient will wait a little longer. There are beds available."

Osamu Dazai:?

Zhong Yuanzhong also has a big question about where he is positioned.

It's just that he also found that between him and Mori Ogai, ten years later, Zhongyuan Zhong always seemed to have a vague sense of alienation and vigilance towards him.As long as it is information that can be concealed, Zhongyuan Zhongye·10+ will still be more inclined to conceal it.

Interesting, is he betraying the port mafia ten years later?

Although there is no such idea for the time being, Osamu Dazai inevitably has curiosity.

He jumped on the chair and sat down in a half-squat lazily: "Hey, Chuya, Mochizuki, how much do you know?"

"Dazai, what do you mean?" Sapphire's eyes turned cold for an instant, and Nakahara Chuya's expression became extraordinarily indifferent as if frozen, "What I know is what you and Mr. Mori know."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand: "No, no, slugs can't walk a few steps, how can they get out of the organization? I mean, there was a fire just a few seconds ago, Mochizuki was found in the fire scene, and lost conscious."

He paused every word, coherently coherently speaking, and inadvertently provoked.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand to confirm the black gloves: "So, I'm in a hurry."

He used his ability, and the red light completely enveloped him, making the fist more intimidating and daunting.

"Boring questions, that's all."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, and fell down on the chair completely in one slack, turning lazily a few times on one foot, his iris-colored eyes sometimes brightened and sometimes dimmed.

... For now, everything is still under his control.

"Oh, Chuya is really a mature and reliable adult. But the direction of the future is also in the palm of my hand."

Nakahara Chuya... Nakahara Chuya is focused on rushing to work, and at this time he doesn't want to talk to Dazai Osamu whose brain circuit is different from ordinary people.

He waved his hand, put on a white coat, and walked into the infirmary inside.

Osamu Dazai turned the reclining chair a few more times, finally stopped, bent his knuckles and knocked on the armrest a few times, and then slowly stood up like a retired old man.

……

Mochizuki Chiyo opened her eyes abruptly.

For a moment, the dazzling light swarmed toward her eyes unscrupulously like one after another, causing Mochizuki Chiyo to blink her eyes unconsciously, and the teardrops swirled in the eye sockets, and finally slid down in compliance with the gravity, along the girl's body. There are faint water marks on the profile of his face.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Thank you, tears.Your warm welcome is beyond my imagination.

As far as this situation is concerned, it may still be a little beyond her idea.

Crying, it must be impossible to cry, hey! !

If it was seen by Hibari Kyoya, he would definitely be laughed at as a herbivore who can cry in high school!

The fact that she's an omnivore(?) must be guarded!

No, no, what animal is she arguing about here? Hey! ?

"Mochizuki, you're awake."

The familiar voice seemed to have been engraved into DNA, and Mochizuki Chiyo knew who the speaker was without even turning his head.

Hibari Kyouya was still wearing his black suit with lavender lining, which was obviously an unmanageable color, but it made him appear calm and elegant like a nobleman.

Mochizuki Chiyo shook her head firmly.

This, these are sugar-coated shells of capitalism!

How could Hibari Kyoya be able to cover up his bad facts like this! !

"I'm in a hurry, so I decided to do it quickly. Do you remember what happened when Skuvalo and the others came over that day?"

Hibari Kyouya was straightforward, and got straight to the point in two or three sentences.

Mochizuki Chiyo was taken aback, Schwarro?

It is true that her mind is more or less out of gear for these things, and her body still has an unmatched feeling, but her consciousness feels unprecedentedly sensitive and fast.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

How could this be so! !

I don't want to be caught slicing for research yet! !

Hibari Kyoya was more or less helpless, but he was his cousin after all, so he said, "Why, do you seem to be bitten to death?"

"This kind of dream of world destruction in the middle and second stages should be enough."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

What kind of traditional paternalistic way of thinking is this!

Get her bad teenage cousin back! ! !

"I didn't think about saving the world!" Mochizuki Chiyo argued, and tried to shift the core of the problem: "Is this the point! No, Skylark, the big house you bought...is it still alive?"

As Mochizuki Chiyo was talking, his thoughts suddenly became clear, and he clearly launched a useless refutation against Hibari Kyouya's house that was obviously destroyed by the fire.

Hibari Kyouya raised his eyebrows, his face seemed to be full of interest, but his actions revealed a feeling of indifference.

"Since you remember, then... this little lion is what you want, so you will take care of it yourself."

As expected, Hibari Kyouya didn't agree with her series of twists and turns, and didn't even intend to express her opinion.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Okay, who told you to be Hibari Kyoya.

"Oh, by the way, there are two people who will come to see you later. The visiting time is 10 minutes." Kyouya Hibari carried the little white lion out of the incubator, and his movements were not very sympathetic, even very fast. Just put it down, and kept talking, which brought great pressure to Mochizuki Chiyo to a certain extent.

Heaven is unfair! !

How can it be said that visiting a patient is like visiting a prison! !

Hibari Kyoya is just not thinking correctly, and it's only 10 minutes! ?This is not a prison visit, what is it? !

Mochizuki Chiyo pondered for a moment, feeling that she wanted to fight for some legitimate rights for herself, but when she raised her head and looked at Hibari Kyouya, she immediately gave up her point of view in the next second.

In front of my cousin, my cousin is always right!

This creed is applicable no matter what the occasion.

"However, when will they come?

In fact, there was no excuse, so Mochizuki Chiyo asked with some curiosity.

Only then did Hibari Kyoya seem to have remembered something, and said slowly: "Well, it's Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Chuya, it should be half an hour later, you watch the time yourself, Kusakabe and I are going to Yokohama to do something."

Mochizuki Chiyo:

What does it mean to go to Yokohama? Isn't her current location in Yokohama!

Hibari Kyouya saw her thoughts, shook his head and said, "Mochizuki, this is Tokyo. Well, you should have a good rest. Remember to do the summary work that you should do."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Don't act like you want others to write a review, hey! !

It's really too shadowy and scary.jpg

But compared to that, Mochizuki Chiyo was curious about more things at this time.

Osamu Dazai and Chuya, why did they come to Tokyo to find her?

Although Yokohama is very close to the movement, it is really not something these two people would do to come here to visit her who is not actually injured.

The important thing is that Mochizuki Chiyo feels that her friendship with Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya has not yet reached this level.

Maybe this is also an instruction of fate?

but…

Only then did Mochizuki Chiyo react.

and many more……

Where is my invincible servant! ! !

She took a closer look, and the Command Seal on her wrist was gone, and even the magic circuit was completely silent.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and started contacting everyone in Chaldea, only to find that the quality-guaranteed brick made by Chaldea had completely turned into a brick.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Didn't she just encounter a fire and then have a dream, as for her to usher in such an ending! !

"Doctor Roman, Doctor Roman, can you hear my contact?"

Mochizuki Chiyo didn't want to give up, and struggled with the bricks, trying to wait for a miracle that the network would recover.

It's just that the existence of the Internet may not be transferred by human will.

Not to mention this kind of... cross-world communication service! !

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

I can't help but think of the guidance of fate that 'Oda Sakunosuke' said in the dream.

If this is the guidance of fate, can her bad luck physique not play a role at this time? Hey!

Who can save this innocent and poor Master!

"Gilgamesh isn't here, neither is Young Gil, so what about Natsume Takashi and his cat teacher!?"

Mochizuki Chiyo was startled suddenly, the fire and the sudden withdrawal of consciousness made her inadvertently ignore many existences that she cared about.Looking back at this moment, I couldn't help but feel dazed.

In addition to these people, there is also the holy grail that she put down experimentally. After being merged with Gide at that time, she was transformed into the appearance of the little lion today. I don't know if it has any effect.

Or... the fire that day was caused by the Holy Grail on Gide's body?

Mochizuki Chiyo vaguely felt that she seemed to have captured something, but it was still a bit cloudy and untouchable.

Everything is just her speculation, unable to draw a definite result.

Moreover, she didn't even know when the fire happened, or how many days had passed since now, everything was told to her from Hibari Kyoya.

Her information acquisition channels are too simple! !

Fortunately, now that Gide is lying in the incubator next to her bed, as long as she wants... she can still test her inner speculation.

Mochizuki Chiyo paused, her gaze fell on the incubator beside her.

...The guidance of fate... Then, is Gide in front of him still alive?