Cthulhu Grocery Store

Youkexin library has a complete range of books, which means that it is not easy to find the ancient books he wants.

Kamidai Kirigu flipped through a book numbly, feeling that he was gradually losing patience...

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

At this time, a big white hand stretched out from the side and pulled out the book next to him.

Shendai Wugu turned his head subconsciously, and a handsome young man with a bandage on his forehead was standing behind him, already holding two books in his hand.

"Are you also interested in the history of the xx dynasty?" Shendai Wugu asked, because all the books on this bookshelf are from the dynasty of Sindel.

"Yes, I'm a historian, and I'm currently studying the classical music of that era." Kurollo said gently, with his temperament and the book in his hand, he really looks like a young and promising historian .

Shendai Wugu believed it, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Then do you know Sindel?"

"You mean Sindel Wood? At the end of the dynasty, he was a famous musician, especially good at classical music. Unfortunately, he died suddenly at his peak." Kuroro said without hesitation the information he had checked in advance.

He came prepared this time.

Sure enough, Shendai Wugu was taken aback: "Yes, you really know?!"

Accidentally, his voice was a little loud, attracting the attention of the surroundings.

"Hush——" Kuroro put his index finger on his lips, with a faint smile on his lips, "Let's go to the private room inside and talk about it in detail, I happen to have time."

"Thank you very much." Shendai Wugu also lowered his voice, "By the way, my name is Shendai Wugu."

"Kurolo, just call me Kurolo." Kurolo said gently.

When the melody was found, Kuroro had already gained the "trust" of the god Dai Wugu, and the latter told him without any scheming that he was here to find information about the dark sonata.

Come to the melody one step later:...

No, that's all you said?

Kuroro pretended to be surprised: "That's a banned song from the Hunter Association. Why do you want to check the information on this?"

Shendai Wugu looked serious: "Because I am the creator of this song."

melody:……

Kurolo:? ? ?

No, is there any logical connection to his question?

Moreover, it is impossible to think about it.

Even with Kuroro's good concentration, it is inevitable to show a confused expression at this moment: "Forgive me, the Dark Sonata was born 200 years ago."

Shendai Wugu didn't care: "This doesn't explain anything."

No, this is a big problem!

Kuroro couldn't help covering his chin. At this time, thoughts similar to Melody's also appeared in his mind.

Could it be delusional disorder?

Of course, Kurolo didn't show it on the surface, but thoughtfully said: "Does that mean you want to prove that you are the creator?"

Shendai Wugu said a little shyly: "You can also say that."

Melody didn't want to speak anymore, but out of principle, she still said weakly: "Those who play the Dark Sonata will definitely have misfortunes... This is the real fact, my former good friend played this song and died in the end , I have also become like this."

The melody stared into the eyes of God Dai Wugu: "This is the price of breaking the taboo. Even so, do you still have to stick to your own ideas?"

Shendai Wugu opened his eyes in puzzlement: "How is it possible, of course I played, nothing happened."

"That's because I stopped you in time."

"No, it's other times, alas, I can't tell you." Shendai Wugu lay powerlessly on the table, feeling that there was a generation gap between himself and the person in the dream.

He just wants to prove that he is the creator, why is it so difficult.

Taboos so far... The dream setting is really too much, is it that ugly?

Melody also knew that she couldn't convince God Dai Wugu, she was in a complicated mood for a while, and shook her head: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The two broke up unhappy, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Kuroro understood the whole process. He looked at the sulking Kindai Wuko who was lying on the table, and a thought gradually came to his mind.

"Even if you want to break the taboo, do you have to prove that you are the creator of the Dark Sonata?" Kuroro asked softly.

Shendai Wugu looked up at him, wondering: "How do you know this is taboo for me?"

He didn't understand why it was taboo to play a piece he composed.

Kuroro was stunned for a few seconds, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, his eyes flashed darkly: "Oops, I'm a little interested too."

Knowing that he would break a taboo or even die tragically on the spot, this person still wants to be persistent

Prove yourself?

Not only paranoid, but also a complete lunatic.

But this kind of madness hits Kuroro's excitement.

Be honest about your own desires and desires, and do whatever you can to realize them, and the lives of others and yourself can become weights in your hands.

It's a quality Meteor Street folks will appreciate.

"If I say, I can let you play to your heart's content, will you come?" Kuroro put down the book, leaned forward slightly, and leaked a corner of the tightly bound dark breath.

The spider made an invitation to its prey.

Shendai Wugu raised his head and looked at him with clear eyes, as if he was defenseless and unaware, and he was playing the role of the innocent prey: "Okay."

After the melody came back, she found that there was only Kojiro Wuko in the private room: "Hey, where is the other gentleman?"

"He still has a research topic, so he's going back first." Shendai Wugu stared at the book in his hand, and replied without raising his head.

"Really?" Melody breathed a sigh of relief. Her senses are more sensitive. Although it's not good to say so, Melody felt a slight sense of disobedience when she was around that gentleman, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

In short, Melody breathed a sigh of relief after his departure, and sat opposite Shendai Wugu to continue his monitoring work.

What Ms. Melody didn't know was that when she went to the bathroom, the two had quietly reached a private agreement. Shendai Wugu had an inexplicable feeling of dating without telling her parents, and covered her upturned mouth with a book.

That night, while Kurapika, Xiaojie and the others were away, Shendai Wugu slipped out quietly, parked on the agreed roadside, and soon a low-key car stopped to pick up the boy.

In the car was not only Kuroro whom I just met today, but also a blue-haired girl whom I didn't know.

Although Shendai Wugu was curious about her identity, he still abided by the agreement he made with Kuroro at the beginning, don't ask too many questions, and sit by the window in a proper manner after getting in the car.

On the contrary, Nyon was attracted by the young man's mysterious temperament, and pulled the corner of Laku Luolo's clothes: "Kurolo, who is he?"

"A friend I know." Kuroro smiled, "He is in charge of the performance at the venue tonight."

"Wow, could it be a musician?"

"

Roughly the same. "

Shendai Wugu tightened his face, a little embarrassed, he couldn't afford to be a musician or something.

Alas, in his dream, he was not even allowed to recognize the score he created, and he was not allowed to play to prove himself. It was really too difficult for him.

Fortunately, he met a kind person, Kurolo promised to create a room for him to play without any influence tonight, as long as he can play the whole piece completely, it can prove that he is indeed the creator.

...It should be this logic.

Shendai Wugu didn't bother to think about it seriously. It was a dream anyway. Is logic important? He followed the guidance of the dream NPC and it was over.

The bridge car drove into the venue quickly, Kuroro led the two people out of the car, and then whispered in Shendai Wugu's ear: "I have arranged for someone to take you to the room you should go to, you just need to prepare there .”

Shendai Wugu nodded obediently, not caring whether he was being used: "Okay."

Then the real waiter came to guide, and God Dai Wugu followed behind a black-clothed waiter, holding a flute, and entered a certain room at the building without hindrance.

"Just wait here," said the waiter with dull eyes.

Shendai Wugu didn't notice anything wrong, so he nodded happily.

Then the waiter left and closed the door behind him. Shendai Wugu stared at the needle in the back of his neck in the shape of a demon's wings, and felt the urge to take it off for him.

Forget it, playing is still important.

Shendai Wugu looked down at his flute and suddenly realized a blind spot.

There is no one in this room.

If no one listens to his performance, how can he prove that he is really the creator of the Dark Sonata in the end?

"can you hear me?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from a mobile phone in front of him. Shendai Wugu heard that it was Kuroro's voice, and immediately picked it up: "I can hear you, I have come to the room."

"That's good, it's okay, that's a room I specially prepared to isolate bad influences, just play there, I can hear you." Kuroro methodically fooled people.

Does Shendai Wugu believe it? He is dubious. Kuroro didn't spend much effort to fool people, but whether it is true or not, Shendai Wugu doesn't care much.

When he 'recognized' that this was a dream, his logic, reason and moral standards dropped to an unprecedented low point.

Sanity rises in exchange for the return of chaos.

The influence of blindness and ignorance is deepening time and time again.

Gray mist rose slowly from the floor, wrapping around his ankles.

"When I said, when I start playing, I will trouble you to provide me with the best accompaniment." Kurollo began to slowly figure out.

Shendai Wugu tilted his head and smiled slowly: "...Okay."

Can the accompaniment of the Outer God be free?