The power comes from Chaldea

Mochizuki Chiyo, who was guessed to be actively saving herself, shivered suddenly.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

It always feels like someone is talking bad about her behind her back!

When you think about it, you know it's Osamu Dazai!

Regardless of whether there is or not, it is not wrong to throw the blame on him anyway.

Mochizuki Chiyo nodded in self-persuasion.

In fact, Mochizuki Chiyo was in deep thought at this time.

The unknown voice was looming, but even if she covered her ears, she couldn't stop the intrusion of the sound. It was like skipping the external skills of human beings and directly touching the essence of the soul. into her mind.

Mochizuki Chiyo paused.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

To be honest, this analogy is disgusting to imagine.

Can I have something from Yangjian? !So why did she torture her own spirit?

...Wait, she missed a possibility!

Mochizuki Chiyo stopped, turned around and looked directly at the empty star universe in front of her eyes, everything was quietly turning along the original trajectory, as if it had been such a trajectory since birth.

But in this calmness, there is an aura that Mochizuki Chiyo is afraid of - Alien Star God.

Chaldea... Doctor Roman... and Fujimaru Tachika-senpai, although they always say that they are working hard for world peace, in fact, the direction that everyone is working together now... is to fight against the cleansing of human beings by the alien gods .

Although they don't know what their starting point is, they undoubtedly don't want human beings to survive today.

But the fate of human beings should always be in the hands of human beings.

So, these gods from alien stars... have already set their sights on the world line she is in?

The destruction of the world was originally something out of reach. Before Dr. Roman contacted her, Mochizuki Chiyo didn't think there was anything wrong with her world.

Even after contacting, she didn't find any factors that would cause the world to perish at all.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Stop spreading panic, doctor!

If you always talk about strange places... Maybe it's the unreasonable overlapping of multiple world lines, and the existence that should always belong to Chaldea appeared beside her?

Mochizuki Chiyo raised her hand, trying to pull in the distance between these distant stars.

It's strange to say that she has been moving forward, and the distance from these seemingly close stars should have shortened... But in fact, there is no change at all.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

I don't even feel the passage of time!

You can't let her grow old in ignorance, right!Girls' beauty is also very important! !

She thought about it carefully, those attacks against Chaldea...or those attacks against her, and those fake Holy Grails...it seems that everything can be connected in series?

If you don't already know about Chaldea, even know the internal structure, what kind of person... can re-understand the non-existent concept of the Holy Grail from a world with no knowledge and no history To create it?

Mochizuki Chiyo thought so, and she already had a direction in her heart.

And this direction does not conflict with the idea she captured before, and even adds to the strength of that conjecture.

The alien star god who can exist in different timelines at the same time can be said to be the master of countless world lines... No, it cannot be said to be the master.

They are more like an interloper in the multiverse.

The Milky Way is an independent existence with its own independent world, and the alien star gods seem to have broken this mysterious place...the cage left by the gods.

Alien Star God... There is no doubt that he is an alien invader who wants to occupy this unowned land.

Then different world lines can be connected in series, and there seems to be a direction to look for.

Mochizuki Chiyo remembers very clearly that when she was in middle school, the Yokohama generation was actually...very safe, even just an ordinary port city.

The so-called port mafia had never been heard of before she came to Yokohama.

Not to mention these mafia who use the name of the writer, and even the supernatural class is the work of the writer.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

It's you!Alien God!

Messed up my normal life!

Thinking about it this way, it seemed like she was about to solve the mystery.

Mochizuki Chiyo paused, and felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

But one thing she can be sure of, this world line... must have been set foot by the Alien Star God.

It is even possible that they have reached a cooperation with an organization and are about to set off for Yokohama.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

So Neptune buried his life's treasures in Yokohama, right? ?

Why on earth are you rushing to Yokohama like one after another? Hey!

Alien Star God, are you deliberately targeting me.jpg

As the former master of Chaldea, and the current brick master (?) after retiring and rehiring, Mochizuki Chiyo is very conscious of her own existence.

There is no doubt that she must be a living target.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

What else can I do?Not to thank the doctor with a kind smile.

Are you the one who brought people here?

It is really a good hand to lead the way! (no)

"But Kudo-kun also said... a month ago, this kind of fake Holy Grail appeared in Tokyo..."

So the guide said that she was messing around, purely to counteract the fear of being alone in the dark.

So Chaldea's technology is really lagging behind the opponent a lot...

But there is no way, after all, people are gods, and they are always human beings with courage and hope.

How can humans fight against gods?

but--

Courage and hope are the greatest hymns of mankind.

"Yeah, is it time for courage and hope again?"

Mochizuki Chiyo raised her hand calmly, like hammering aimlessly at random, and punched into the empty darkness beside her.

Before her fist landed on something, she looked like she was venting and punching casually.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rubbing sound.There was a sound like glass breaking from her knuckles.

In the next second, the pain was quickly transmitted from the fingers to the brain center.Blood also flowed down with the girl's five fingers clenched tightly.

Blood dripped down at her feet, Mochizuki Chiyo casually raised her hand, watching the drips of blood draw a circle with her movements.

At this time, the ground does not look like it is suspended in the air, but more like a projection. There is always a layer between the stars and the blood.

...It's really boring.

Mochizuki Chiyo clicked his tongue lightly, and shook his palm, the blood splashed around irregularly, disrupting the scenery in front of him one by one.

She looked down at the wound on her palm, opened the corners of her mouth, and said casually: "Tsk... This really hurts! But it's not in vain to force you out..."

As the black-haired girl spoke, she raised her hand to tear apart the cracked wall in front of her eyes.

It is different from the stars and universe around her... more like a pure white existence...

The light shattered from the cracks, making the girl's already fair face even whiter, even almost transparent, and even the slightly blue blood vessels could not be more clear.

The bright golden eyes were shining brightly, shining a light even brighter than this white light.

"...Let me see your true face."

At this time, Mochizuki Chiyo's mood seemed much calmer.

Mochizuki Chiyo froze there again before he finished speaking.

"...not...human?"

What appeared in front of Mochizuki Chiyo was a book, a book with pure white pages.

It looked very ordinary, and it shouldn't be the culprit that trapped her.

Mochizuki Chiyo didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment.

I always feel that the whole person seems to have become a little empty and depressed.

……That's it! ?

Is that what trapped her?

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Isn't she just a dish!

While thinking about this, she raised her hand, subconsciously wanting to touch the culprit who trapped her.

Always when your fingers touch the pages of the book, a feeling of beating heart seems to be alive, and it is transmitted from the white pages in an instant.

Mochizuki Chiyo was stunned: "...This!?"

She couldn't help curling her fingers and wanted to take her hand back, but there was a great attraction on the page, and she didn't want to let her leave easily.

This feeling... seemed to swallow her whole body together.

Mochizuki Chiyo was somewhat caught off guard, and couldn't even resist.

This attraction is not only for her body, but also for her soul.

If she lets go of this forcefully, she may be separated from her soul in the next moment.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Why do high school students have to suffer this kind of thing!

Hey, people are doing things!

Mochizuki Chiyo even had this sentence in her mind, if she doesn't resist anymore, if she is allowed to be swallowed up by the pages of the book... even the meaning of her existence in this world will be erased together.

In other words - there will be no more such a concept as Tsukichiyo in this world.

Mochizuki Chiyo. ...

I overheard Zhong Yuanzhong's evaluation of her before, and it seems that she is going to cause some irreversible actions to this world.

To be honest, this is one of the reasons why Mochizuki Chiyo is working so hard now, always before becoming a villain... it is too miserable to face the flag of death.

The black-haired girl covered her face with one hand and sighed helplessly.

——She can also be a villain!

Even the savior of the wicked!

and many more--?

No, no, the direction of determination and will seems to be a little crooked.

Wake up, Mochizuki!

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Once being led astray by Moriarty, the source of true thoughts will be confused along with it.

Always at this time, Mochizuki Chiyo suddenly had a sense of competition, as if between her and the book in front of her... There is always one who can survive and become the only leader.

Compared with pure enemies... more like a layer of symbiosis?

This feeling is really amazing, Mochizuki Chiyo paused, and couldn't help saying: "You..."

Before she could finish speaking, a voice suddenly came out from the page: "...Cousin, why is no one playing with me?"

Mochizuki Chiyo was silent.

If she could ignore those voices before... she could not take it seriously, but the words in front of her were something she would never forget.

After all, this is what she once said.

Mochizuki Chiyo lowered her eyelids, her bright golden pupils were covered by her slender eyelashes, and she couldn't see any brilliance clearly.

The book in front of her also gradually changed into what she looked like when she was young, looking at her in a daze.

The part of the knuckles that were in contact with the pages of the book was swallowed up by the naked eye, and it looked like the victory of the book.

Just when Shu was about to pursue the victory, Mochizuki Chiyo raised his other hand and grabbed the young self in front of him.

She smiled slightly, looking full of kindness: "...This kind of mental attack is your specialty, right?"

"Using other people's scars to attack others is really a coup."

And at that moment, she even felt like her memory was being peeped.

This feeling of being shared with the soul is really creepy.

"Tsk, although there is no right or wrong method, but I still have to say - you are really despicable."

When she was young, because her parents were away from home for a long time, Mochizuki Chiyo was once isolated by the children at school.

The family always learned about it very quickly, after all, things were a bit big at that time.

After that, Mochizuki Chiyo was picked up by Hibari Kyoya and transferred to Minamori to study.

These words were the question that the black-haired girl at that time asked Hibari Kyouya very worriedly.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

But at that time, she didn't understand why she was rejected by them when she was not different from others, just because her parents didn't come to the parent-teacher meeting?

Mochizuki Chiyo's parents both work abroad. She was relatively independent since she was a child, and she grew up well under the care of a nanny.

But nannies are not parents after all.

In the world of children, there are actually not so many right and wrong.

Because you are different, that is the simplest reason.

Although Mochizuki Chiyo was gradually able to figure out the psychology of those people as she got older, but with such an experience, she would never be able to understand them.

Even locking her in the sports warehouse is really ridiculous and low-level bullying method...

Mochizuki Chiyo smiled instead of anger: "Oh——so, this darkness was also deliberately prepared by you? Then I really want to thank you, there are still some faint starlight left."

For a long time at that time, she couldn't sleep well alone.

For elementary school students, it is really a big psychological shadow.

In fact, children who commit violence will not remember such a bullying experience for a long time.

Mochizuki Chiyo also met those people who locked her in the sports warehouse overnight when she was young. They looked at her with smiles, as if the past had never happened.

Mochizuki Chiyo also smiled and looked back at the past, as if nothing had happened.

But ever since she met Hibari Kyouya, her morality and values ​​have changed rapidly.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

So it seems that the cousin's role has been replaced by a bad guy?

Forget it, no problem.

When I was in junior high school, for a period of time, my life creed changed from being passive to being beaten to being proactive.

For a while, she was even vaguely rumored to be Hibari Kyoya's successor.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...?

Wait, what's wrong with this? Hey!

Think about it carefully, whether it is to be beaten passively or to attack actively is not a good way! !

All in all, Skylark Kyouya did her a lot of harm!

"So--than violence, I won't admit defeat." Mochizuki Chiyo smiled, turned her wrist, her golden eyes were even more dazzling, "It's my turn."

She grasped the 'existence' in front of her eyes, and looked straight into the past without fear.

To be honest, the feeling of tearing myself apart alive is really weird.

But Mochizuki Chiyo didn't feel scared, and even had a feeling of... really saying goodbye to the past.

There was always a stabbing sound, and Mochizuki Chiyo clearly felt that she seemed to have torn something off.

...like the feeling of tearing the pages of a book.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

--what?

What's the situation?what's up! ? ?

This seems to be the book of the big boss behind the scenes... how can it be torn apart! !

Are you sorry for the atmosphere you created when you came out? !

The black-haired girl lowered her head and looked at the half piece of white paper she was holding in her hand. No matter how she looked at it, it looked like an ordinary piece of white paper, but there was a faint power on it, which was feeding back her body to make up for the dispute just now. the wounds in it.

Not far away, the damaged book could not maintain the illusion of the girl's childhood, and returned to the appearance of the damaged pages.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Why is she feeling guilty all of a sudden?

The wound between her knuckles caused by breaking the illusion quickly healed, and even the traces of the injury were no longer obvious in the blink of an eye, as if she had had a yellow beam dream.

The surrounding illusions also began to change, the stars began to shatter as if they were broken, and the residues gradually fell down like weathering, but without exception, these residues rushed towards Mochizuki Chiyo, just like her side Has a unique gravitational general.

Mochizuki Chiyo stood there motionless, always raising her eyebrows with ease.

She could clearly feel that these existences did not harm her in the slightest.

And the one who was really competing with her was the book that she had just torn out part of.

Just let her see what happens—

……

Mori Ogai sat in front of the spacious red desk, just like usual, quietly looking out of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling the sunset scenery of the Yokohama seaside.

The pinkish purple smoke covered the entire sky, and soon it was dyed red again, like a flame that would not be extinguished, almost blending with the increasingly hot red sunset.

I don’t know how many times he watched such a sunset, but he always thinks that this is in Yokohama, and Mori Ogai rarely feels a sense of peace in his heart, and those complicated thoughts in the past are briefly separated for a few seconds .

The man folded his hands and slowly closed his eyes.

"Rintaro... Rintaro... Hey!! Get up, Rintaro!!"

"...Alice?" Mori Ogai was taken aback, and he was a little surprised that he fell asleep just watching the sunset.

Alice stood in front of his desk, standing on tiptoe with her short legs, as if she was about to unceremoniously pull his hair if he wasn't sober.

"Telephone! We've been arguing for a long time, Rintaro!!"

"Eh?"

Although the setting sun would make him relax a little, Mori Ogai was by no means the kind of man who let his guard down easily. Such a situation made him even more suspicious.

He bent his eyebrows and put on a soft smile: "Okay, good work, Alice woke me up, oops, it seems that I am old."

Although Alice is his superpower, this is not a place where he can relax at will, even if this is the core of the port mafia.

The guard outside the door is still waiting outside with all his heart, and everything has not changed much from before he fell asleep briefly.

And judging only from the setting sun, in fact, he didn't sleep for a long time.

Always being lethargic like this always makes people feel listless.

Mori Ogai subconsciously raised his hand to support his forehead, as if he didn't listen to Alice's reminder about the phone call.

Alice glared at him impolitely, pointed to the phone that had been ringing non-stop since just now, and mouthed: "Telephone, telephone! It's time to work, Rintaro!"

Mori Ogai turned his gaze, and then landed on the phone.

For some reason, he always felt a little dizzy in his brain.

But if someone with supernatural powers invaded the port mafia, it was impossible for his Alice not to notice, not to mention that the guards outside were still on duty, and he himself survived after falling into a coma.

...There is a strange atmosphere everywhere.

So where did this call come from?

Mori Ogai rolled his eyes and picked up the phone. The old-fashioned phone does not display the number, and the phone that can directly call him will never be an ordinary person.

"Buonpomeriggio."

It's a call from Italy...

Oh, oh, good afternoon, I didn't expect to receive a call from you personally, I am really flattered. "

Mori Ogai smiled, but he didn't reply in Italian. Instead, he spoke pure Japanese with the other party. He didn't seem to worry about whether the other party could understand the matter, and he never mentioned that he made the other party wait for a long time before answering. Get off the phone.

The other party spoke in extremely fluent Japanese: "Mr. Mori, why should you be so self-effacing? Your strength is obvious to all. It is thanks to your efforts that the underworld in Yokohama can be unified."

"Where is it? It's just good luck. You are the young and promising leader of the youth. I am already old and I can't do what I want. I accidentally fell asleep in the office just now."

Mori Ogai smiled, and revealed what happened just now as an embarrassment in a chat, as if there was no distance from the person on the phone, but full of alienation.

The voice on the other end of the phone was low and a little magnetic, and it was even more charming after being mechanically reinforced, as if it had the unique style of a gentleman in Italy.

"No, Mr. Mori doesn't have to be like this. I'll go straight to the point." The other party was still very polite, and he always stopped the greetings quickly and got to the point, "I will go to Yokohama in a few days, and then I will bother Mr. Mori gone."

Mori Ogai held the pen on the table, turned it around thoughtfully, then stopped in front of the table and tapped the tabletop: "If you come in person, it will really make Yokohama flourish. ... Then ,Looking forward to your arrival."

When the call ended, Mori Ogai gently hung up the receiver.

At this time, the setting sun outside the window was still half-curved, dyeing the sea surface blood red, but it didn't look bloody and terrifying, but it carried an intoxicating warmth.

It seems that the wind is blowing, and the sea surface is gradually rippling by the wind, shaking so that the setting sun reflected in the mirror becomes broken and intermittent, and the leaves on the beach are blown off by the wind, and soon fall on the sea.

The setting sun was reflected in Mori Ogai's eyes, and seemed to be even more crimson by the blush.

It's windy...

It's always the wind, I don't know if it's the Sicilian wind... or the Naples wind...

The hot summer will soon be blown away by this gust of wind, and the signal of autumn has already spread out with the fallen leaves. The four seasons change, which is nothing more than normal. It is always in this season, but it is a little more speculative .

It seemed that just for a moment, the green leaves on the tree below turned dark yellow withered.

Mori Ogai's fingers touched the cold floor-to-ceiling windows, and quickly pressed the button on his hand to close the light.

The room returns to darkness.

Autumn is coming...