Yazawa Haruto did not say these two sentences for no reason.

He is in order to improve his personality and avoid OOC situations.

This is about the crow that perched on the tree.

Yazawa Haruto, who had just been amazed that he could understand the crow's language, was caught off guard by the other party's magic voice when he walked near the window.

The crow was paralyzed on the branch of the tree in a weird posture like a salted fish, and opened its mouth to sing.

Haruto Yazawa struggled to recognize that this was the theme song of a popular two-dimensional girl idol group from the singing voice that was out of tune from the beginning.

Good guy, are crows so trendy these days?

However, this crow sings too badly! !

Do you think you are Lu Xiaofeng from the martial arts theater next door, you sing badly, and you like to repeat those lines.

In just ten seconds, Yazawa Haruto, who was full of "Wakataro", felt that his soul had received the call of the Virgin Mary.

The unbearable Yazawa Haruto said: "I said, can you stop singing."

The crow stopped singing after hearing the words, blinked its red eyes, and then reacted belatedly: "Hey, you can understand what I said."

It was not afraid of life, it flew over and landed in front of the window: "You are still the first person who can communicate with me... But why do you look so familiar?"

Haruto Yazawa was not surprised by the wisdom of crows, after all, some Ninja crows who understand human nature and have high IQs can also do this.

Wait, Ninja... what is it?

Before he could study it carefully, he heard the crow in front of him yell in surprise: "Oh, I remembered, aren't you a traitor of Gaozhuan? You're back."

"Didn't the people from the high school do anything to you?"

Yazawa Haruto was a little worried about how to get the information on the identity of the vest after losing his memory, but he didn't expect the information to come to his door by himself.

"You know me, I used to be from here?"

"Of course, I don't know you. You go to class here every day. Listening to you, you won't lose your memory. No wonder you lie in the infirmary as soon as you come back. You don't look very smart. It turns out that Hurt your head."

The crow twittered and called, quite talkative.

Yazawa Haruto slowly made a question mark.

Are you here?

Amnesia does not mean that the brain is not working, damn it.

Yazawa Haruto resisted the throbbing veins at his temples, took a deep breath, skillfully took out a handful of jelly beans made of millet from the space backpack, and stretched out his palm to the crow.

"Tell me about who I am."

The crow flapped its wings a few times, and after quickly eating the jelly beans, it hiccupped in satisfaction, "For your sake, let me tell you everything I know."

The content of the following conversation made Yazawa Haruto say that I couldn't understand it, but I was greatly shocked.jpg

What dreamed of becoming a magician to protect weak humans turned black and defected from school.

Why, in order to realize his righteousness, he killed his father and mother and slaughtered a whole village.

What became a generation of suspected cult leaders (?), launching Hyakki Night Walk in Tokyo in an attempt to create a beautiful new world.

Classmates, I think race/race/ism/ism will not work.

Having said that, this seems to be a vest of a cold, sick and weak fairy boy, but the human design actually has extreme dark attributes.

I didn't know that it was because time and space time travel was too exhausting, coupled with the big move "Amaterasu", which consumed a lot of energy and spirit, and Yazawa Haruto passed out directly from exhaustion and hunger, but instead regarded the coma as a sickness Physical hammer.

Yazawa Haruto retreated tactically.

Then I shouldn't have collapsed before.

seems like it……

Logically speaking, when I saw those two teenagers, I should have fought them instead of saving them.

Yazawa Haruto seemed to have seen the bonus flying away with wings, he still didn't give up, what if the crow got the wrong person.

"Are you sure that the person you're talking about is me? Have I really done these things?"

"I am an old crow who has experienced many years of ups and downs. Most of these things are what I have seen and heard with my own eyes. I can't lie to you." The crow nodded affirmatively, and patted the arrow with its wings Ze Yaodou's hand.

"I know it's hard to accept now that you're normal after amnesia, but it's true."

"Although I'm a bit face-blind, and I can't remember some things clearly when I'm old, but I won't mistake people." Crow said as if thinking of something, coughed a few times and said.

"Don't be too sad, Xia Youwu."

In the system hut that no one knew about, the whole system of the vest fine was numb.

Crow, please remove the "a bit" confidently, you are face blind.

The one in front of you is Wujo Wu, not Xia Youjie! (crazy)

Open your eyes and see if the person opposite you is white or black.

I'm so stupid, really.I just knew that the task of losing contact with the host would be a bit troublesome, so I thought the host could solve it by myself, so I didn't worry too much when I reported it to the superior for maintenance.

But I didn't expect that the host after amnesia would directly reduce his intelligence to such a level.

That crow even called the wrong vest name, don't you have any doubts, host! ! ——

Yazawa Haruto who thought the crow was just old and misremembered the name: OVO

...The host who mistakenly took Uchiha Itachi and Xia Youjie to synthesize the script, can he really complete the task?

The Vest System stared numbly at the coquettish operation of its own host, the werewolf, who blew himself up (however, it was a fake script). It could already foresee the gray future.

Yazawa Haruto looked at the suddenly silent and unbelievable trio, and secretly praised the play he acted in.

Very good, just to be so heartless.

According to the remaining memory and information he has so far, it can be deduced that Gojo Satoru, a teacher at the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse Art, has a cold, dark and extreme personality, a weak physique, and six-eyed abilities. People, betrayed the magic world, and finally died early due to unknown reasons.

Yazawa Haruto, who had never considered importing the original owner of the vest himself, was still alive and full of confidence.

So much so that later on, when I realized that I had made a mistake in the character design, and was still crazy about OOC in front of the main face, I was so embarrassed that I dug my toes on the ground, digging out the Palace of Versailles on the left side of my feet and digging out the dreamy mansion on the right side.

I have to continue the performance with tears in my eyes.

Of course that's all for later.

The current Yazawa Haruto is as confident as a queen.

And here, after listening to those two sentences, the one-year trio were slowed down for a few seconds. After their brains processed the shocking information, they regained their senses.

In the final analysis, they never thought that Wujo Wu in the parallel world would be a villain.

Yuzu Yuhito was the first to refute. Compared with Megumi Fukuro and Wild Rose Nagasaki, he has always been the one who can adjust his mentality most quickly.

"What about Mr. Wujo, what kind of mentality did you have to save us?" The pink-haired young man's eyes were clear, and he was not confused by the words of [Wujo Wu].

This [Wujo Wu] teacher doesn't know that this is no longer the world he is in.

Knotabagi Yuhito analyzed calmly.

"If you really betrayed, then why did you stand up/stand up when Fu Hei and I were in danger, and let us die under the hands of the super curse spirit, wouldn't it be easier?"

How could he show such an expression when no one else was around, lonely, sad, confused... as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

And that weird formula.

Behind this, there are definitely difficulties that we don't know.

Yuzu Yuhito recalled the scene when he first saw [Gojo Satoru], and he became more and more sure of his guess: "The heart can't lie, Teacher Wujo."

The expression on the silver-haired young man's face didn't change at all when he heard the words, and his eyes, which were darker than the usual blue and flawless due to the injury, showed a sarcasm.

"Oh, what are you still thinking about?" [Wujo Wu] straightened up and sneered, "I have already embarked on a path that is completely opposite to yours, for my righteousness."

"If you don't kill you, you will protect you. Apart from the meager love in the past, you still have value, as a measure of my size and my strength." The silver-haired young man turned his head, as if he was watching them carefully. The look at this moment.

"Obviously you and I have the same ability to disrupt the world, why should you stand on that side? Is it 'justice' to protect the weak?"

"These ominous eyes gave me strength, but I still can't understand the so-called 'justice'."

The silver-haired young man sighed: "I have died once, because I still hate this corrupt world, so even if I am already in hell, I will come back for revenge."

"I've fallen to the point of forming an alliance with a curse spirit to kill people together?"

[Gojo Satoru] Leaning back on the upright pillow, he closed his eyes: "You guys who hold out hope are really stupid."

There was stagnant silence in the infirmary.

I don't know if the three-person group was too shocked to accept or what. Regarding the werewolf self-exposure played by Yazawa Haruka, I couldn't comment for a while.

And the people outside the door had heard enough, so they pushed the door open and entered.

"Oh, I didn't know Wutiao could be as stupid as Xia You, Teacher Ye Moth."

Yazawa Haruto, who had his eyes closed, didn't realize that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw a middle-aged man in black with a beard.

"Let's not talk about your righteousness and your defection," Ye Mo Zhengdao stood in front of the hospital bed with his arms folded, "Wu, why don't you talk about your death?"

Night Moth Zhengdao and Jiarui Nitzi could hear clearly outside the door.

[Wujo Wu] in this parallel world has a completely different temperament from Wujo Wu, but he almost perfectly reproduces Xia Youjie's path in this world.

As their teacher, Night Moth Zhengdao couldn't sit idly by.

Because of his carelessness at the beginning, he had already missed and hadn't had time to stop Xia Youjie, and watched that delicate and gentle young man go astray, fall into darkness, and finally die a tragic death.

Now, Moth Zhengdao can't lose another student.

He couldn't afford to suffer again.

Even in parallel worlds.

What made him really care more was the phrase "I've already died once".

The multiple guesses that came to mind made him uneasy and worried.

Noctua Moth, who was about to ask clearly, just opened his mouth, when suddenly another voice came from behind:

"Yo hoo~ I've been out for so long, do you miss me?"

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