The villain's love literacy

Taking a quick breath, Sylvia opened her eyes suddenly as if waking up from a nightmare.

It seems that the body can still feel the momentary tingling pain of being blasted from the inside out, and then the roar pouring into the ears.

She gasped loudly, causing a few people who were still awake to turn their heads to look.

This time I woke up on a plane, the lights above the seats were turned off, there were no flight attendants in the aisle, and almost everyone in the plane was sleeping, so it must have been a long time since takeoff.

She smiled apologetically at a middle-aged man who turned his head diagonally in front of her, and only after he turned back did she start to look around.

Beside him was an old man, snoring softly with his neck tilted. He seemed to be in a deep sleep, and the exclamation he exclaimed just now didn't affect him.

There are two aisles in the plane. I am in the leftmost two rows, but not next to the windows. On the right hand side is the area where three seats are next to each other.

When she noticed it, she found that a young woman was looking at her worriedly across the aisle from the same row as herself.

"You also set off from Japan, right? I see you are alone, is there no one accompanying you?"

The red-haired woman said with concern, with a gentle look.

Sylvia recalled it quickly, and now she can only roughly remember that she really stepped on the plane alone, and no one came to see her off.

Now she doesn't even know where the plane is headed to.

"Are you okay, did you have a nightmare?"

The woman smiled softly, and the man next to her who should be her husband also looked over and nodded kindly to her.

"They are all from the same country. If you have any difficulties, just tell us, it doesn't matter."

"Okay, thank you."

Sylvia narrowed her eyes and smiled gratefully. From the corner of her eye, she saw that she had black hair, and the exposed arms and backs of her hands were of a yellow complexion. It seemed that she probably had black pupils this time as well.

And sitting on the left-hand side of the couple, in the third row farthest from her, sat a boy with the same hair color as his mother.

He glanced at this side indifferently, his purple eyes swept over Sylvia, and then closed his eyes to rest again, the curly hair on the side of his cheek blocked most of his face as he leaned back on the seat.

She let out a long sigh of relief, leaned on the back of the chair which was not very comfortable and stared at the air-conditioning outlet in a daze, and it took a long while before she realized that she wanted to adjust the backrest a little further.

This is the first time after "time travel", there is no way to communicate with the resurrection immediately.

There were too many people on the plane, and even though most of the people in sight were asleep, it didn't mean she could summon a substitute at will.

Sylvia didn't want to recall the events of the previous life, but when she was finally resurrected and rushed to the location where Higashika Josuke and Kujo Jotaro were, she saw familiar people.

It turned out that Weiqilong did it, he fulfilled his promise to her, maybe the aliens didn't know how much this meant to her, but now she has no chance to repay him.

It's a pity that she couldn't see Katz again, but her greatest wish has been fulfilled by bringing Estis and Wamuu back to him.

The lights in the cabin were too dim, and after a while Sylvia became dizzy and couldn't hold on anymore. She allowed herself to slide down from the seat a little more, and slowly closed her eyes.

Had a not too long dream.

In this life, she is also called Asagiri Yayoi. She lost her parents when she was young, but her family is still rich, and the inheritance left is enough for a lifetime. The situation is much better than in the previous life.

She had just entered university this year, and traveled to Egypt during her holidays. Her life from childhood to adulthood was considered normal, without any inexplicable adventures, and she did not see any special creatures or stand-in messengers.

But I can't tell what will happen to her after she arrives. After all, she has lived in Duwang Town for so long, and finally there are so many substitute messengers—and aliens. When she "death", there will be a few more columns people.

She said that she hoped that she would not encounter any wonderful things in this life, but her instinct told herself that she might be thinking too well.

While half asleep, Sylvia vaguely heard the word "Cairo". The crew reported that they were about to reach their destination. All the lights in the cabin were turned on, and people around them woke up one after another.

She also finished the drink, put the small table on the back of the front seat, and took out an itinerary map from the small bag she carried-she was a tourist group, but the other party was picking up the plane at the local airport. You need to be responsible for the time from Japan to Cairo.

There is nothing to worry about, just follow the signs at the airport, and the rest don't need to worry too much.

Just as she was about to put away the travel agency's itinerary, the red-haired woman spoke to her again.

"Little girl, it turns out that you are also on a trip. Coincidentally, we should apply for the same group."

She said with a smile, and took out the same brochure from her handbag and waved it at her.

"My surname is Kakyoin. We came out as a family. Is no one going with you? Or are your seats separated?"

"Ah, that's really a coincidence."

Sylvia pursed her lips shyly.

"Hello, Mrs. Kakyoin. I came out alone, and my parents have already..."

Hearing this, Mr. Kakyoin also turned his head and opened his eyes slightly, and then showed a mournful expression, and the woman immediately covered her mouth.

"Oh, I'm sorry to mention this. If you don't mind, please come with us. It's safer to travel together. By the way, how old are you?"

"18 years old, just entered college."

She noticed that the boy's attention was also shifted here, but he left after just making eye contact.

"Sitting over there is my son Noriaki Kakyoin, who is 17 years old this year."

The woman made a gesture, and the boy had to look back at her, nodding and smiling politely.

"You guys are about the same age, and you can be companions on the road. We're still worried that Dianming will get bored if he comes out with us!"

Having said that, Sylvia couldn't refuse.Going out alone, especially in a strange country, it is true that she, a girl who has just grown up, has someone to take care of her. The couple seem to be very enthusiastic, but the boy seems to be difficult to get in touch with...

"That's great, thank you, Mrs. Kakyoin."

After getting off the plane and picking up the luggage, the tour group took everyone to have a local dinner and sent everyone to the hotel to rest. The direct flight from Japan to Cairo is not short, and you need to take a good rest before you can change the next day. Play well.

Originally, Yayoi Asagiri here must have been enthusiastically planning to visit exotic places, but Sylvia was not in the mood to play.

She just felt very tired and wanted to have a good sleep. The food here didn't quite suit her taste, and there was basically no chopsticks on the dinner table.

Mrs. Kakyoin must ask Noriaki Kakyoin to help her carry her luggage upstairs. Sylvia refuses but can only agree, but this is too much trouble for others, and her son does not seem to be as cheerful and outgoing as his parents.

"I don't think you've eaten much. You've been on the plane for too long, right? Go back to bed earlier and have a good night's rest, and you'll feel much better."

The red-haired woman looked at her lovingly, and finally patted her on the shoulder lightly.

Silvia didn't dare to look more.

She originally lost her mother since she was a child, and no matter how much her father did, she couldn't replace her mother's existence. When she was a child, she was very envious when she saw other children have mothers who loved her, but as she grew up, she buried this feeling deep in her heart.

But now she has just arrived in a strange world line, a strange country, and knows nothing about it except that it is August 1987.

And Mrs. Kakyoin's care aroused her original desire.

"Dianming, although you are one year younger than Ms. Asagiri, as a boy, you should take good care of Ms., and help her carry her luggage back to her room."

After finishing speaking, the couple took their own things and went to their family suite, which was some distance away from the big bed room area, leaving her and Noriaki Kakyoin staring at each other in the corridor.

After the two of them walked a little further away, Silvia immediately waved her hand and said.

"I really troubled you along the way, just put it at the door, I can take it in by myself."

The young boy with purple eyes and red hair was silent for two seconds, then gently leaned the suitcase in his hand against the door of her room, and said gently and distantly.

"Then I'll put it here."

Thanking him again, Noriaki Kakyoin nodded and followed the route of his parents.

Sylvia swiped open the door of the room with her room card, put a heavy handbag against the door, and slowly dragged her luggage into the room. In fact, she didn't bring that many things, and it wasn't particularly heavy. But the carpet in the hotel corridor made the friction several times stronger, which made it a little difficult, and one of the wheels got stuck on the door frame.

She almost didn't think much about it—she returned to the room anyway, and Sylvia called Fusheng to come out to help. Although her double didn't have much strength, it was still possible to help pull the luggage bar.

She went out to check how the wheel got stuck, but before she could get out of the room with half of her body, she happened to meet Noraki Kakyoin who had retreated again.

"Let me help—"

His words stopped abruptly, and his eyes fell on the double who hadn't had time to take it back.

Fusheng was also stunned, his golden eyes looked at the purple eyes of the man in front of him in a daze, his eyelashes of the same color blinked and blinked, and he didn't know whether to go back or stay - he had already been seen, and it seemed useless to go back .

Sylvia's heart sank suddenly, couldn't it be such a coincidence?

"Stand-in messengers are attracted to each other" is really suitable no matter what era, she hesitated and asked softly.

"...can you see it?"

The red-haired high school student coughed and frowned handsomely.

"of course."

Then the two began to stare at each other again, Sylvia couldn't see any intention of attacking him, her purple eyes were blank with nothing but shock.

Instead, it reminded her of her reaction when she saw Giorno Giobana and Gedo Mista's substitutes in her first life—at one point she also thought she was lonely.

"Uh,"

Seeing that Noriaki Kakyoin was still in a daze, she first said kindly.

"So you have the same...?"

He felt his throat was extremely dry, and it took him a long time to say a word.

"The first...you are the first person I have ever met who has the same ability as me."