reversal impulse

At dawn, someone opened the door of the confinement room, and the dying boy was taken out amidst the screams of the servants.

Chanyuan even became very angry and found a doctor for him. After first aid, Chanyuan Shier survived.

Jia Ruozi sat on his knees on the edge of the bed. In fact, this degree of injury can be easily cured by reversing the technique, but it is a pity that he cannot do this now.

There was no blood on Zenyuan Shier's face, most of the light outside the room was blocked by the barrier, and the rest was sprinkled on his face a bit miserly.

Nitzi lowered his eyes, this is no longer the previous "Chanyuan Shier", this is a lucky person who survived last night in a new world line re-introduced.

【Wait, Nitro, if he can get those two years back for you. ] The man in the mirror said regretfully, 【You will become a monster with no sense of the future as predicted by the clock tower. 】

【It's the kind of magician that Aozaki Orange doesn't want you to become, who needs to be "designated by seal". 】

Jia Ruozi thinks that this theory is actually a bit absurd, like saying that your current state is actually incomplete, but when you regain your full self, you are still incomplete.

There is an empty space that cannot be filled.

Zenyuan Shi'er's physique allowed him to recover several times faster than ordinary people. After he fully recovered, he returned to the courtyard where he was assigned from Zenyuan Jinyi's residence.

Jia Ruozi didn't know what kind of character he was before, but now he has become a little silent, thinking about something every day.

This continued until the day Shire was determined to be the strongest embodiment of the reverse "Heaven and Curse".

It was rare for him to ask his elder brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "I don't really understand."

Shi Er frowned: "If you rank them in terms of strength, it is said that the magic spells are not that great. I don't know about the ten shadows, but if it's the projection spell, I won't lose."

Zenyuan even looked at him for a while, but didn't say the answer.

There are a few talented conjurers in Japan every year, even if they touch the ceiling with half a hand, they are not very favored by the ancient family.

The reason is also very simple, what can be left after hundreds of years, only those things that have been passed down on the wasteland of the conjurer - such as the foundation of the Yusan family.

But once this passage is spoken, it is equivalent to telling Shier of the Zen Academy that you are worthless.

It's a pity that Zenyuan didn't even utter a word, and Zenyuan even heard countless versions from the mouths of various Zenyuan.

There is a "that child..." with regret and pity

There is "It's just a piece of trash" with ridicule and resentment.

There is also the lofty, meaningless "Mr. Shi Er."

Nitro saw that he no longer participated in the daily practice of this generation of children. He also went there at first, but there were two types of results.If he didn't fight back, he was ridiculed, but if he fought back, he was retaliated.

Revenge has become inevitable, and those children in big families who have first tasted power but have not grasped the essence of "equal rights and responsibilities" are extremely mean.

Being suppressed and suppressing others will gradually become instinctive.

Time is deformed in the pulling, and Jia Ruozi doesn't know what time it is.Only the servants who came and went were wearing lined haori, and Zenichi Jinichi never came back from his mission.

On the night when Shier crawled out of the cold water in the Zen courtyard, wiped it carelessly and then retreated into the bed, Jiaru Nitzi sat on the edge of the paper door and watched him all night.

The child's hair was a little long, and it was tied behind his head with a leather cord that was broken at the edge, leaving water-stained marks on the pillow when it was wet. He maintained this posture without moving, and the sound of breathing changed from shallow to thick, and then became weaker and weaker. .

Zenyuan Shier opened his eyes and looked at the moon outside the paper door quietly, while Nitzi sitting under the moon looked at him quietly.

The grown-up Heaven and the Tyrant seem to have the most terrifying flesh/body in the world, and every muscle in their body is filled with the breath of plunder and aggression that is about to explode.

Will Tianhe's body be so fragile?

The child looked at the moon with focused and peaceful eyes, which he hadn't seen for a long time.Jia Ruozi couldn't hold back, and asked him softly, "Does it look good?"

He couldn't hear, so he didn't answer.

"Isn't it pretty?" Nitzi raised his head, and the four courtyards framed the incomplete moon into a work of art, shining coldly in the night sky.A palpitating feeling rose from his bones.

"When you leave here, you will grow a lot taller, become smoother, have a bad reputation, and be regarded as a scum, but it will not be worse than now, and you may look down on the cheap moon." Glass stopped.

The night sky was originally clean, but a gust of wind blew dark clouds, and the thick white clouds covered the incomplete moon, but luckily it didn't rain.

Nitzi lowered his head and looked sideways at Zenyuan Shier, he was still staring at a certain position in the sky, his eyes focused and peaceful.When there is no moonlight shining into the fundus, the hollow place inside is exposed.

This time he didn't look so miserable, his limbs were intact, his face was stable, and there was no smell of blood or rancidity. Jiarui Nitzi stood up on his knees, approached him, and sat down beside him again.

Zenyuan Shier's body exudes a kind of coldness, which may be poured by cold water or exposed to the moonlight.

He is like the most unique cicada in a Buddhist monastery. He just got tired one night and was made into a beautiful specimen.

After looking at him for a long time, Niatzi continued: "Get out of here, Shier, get out of here quickly."

On the second day, when the sun was illuminating the courtyard, Zenyuan Shier opened his eyes. Unfortunately, he died last night, and the lucky one appeared in front of Jia Ruozi.

"Good morning." Someone said in a voice that no one could hear.

Because of the fever in the middle of the night, the child was still in a drowsy state. He stumbled up and planned to find some way to save himself.

Nitro sat by the paper door, watched his back being thinned by the sunlight, and bit by bit he spit out the weakness from his body.

From this time on, Jiarui Niuzi did not follow him all the time.

Time passed quickly, and when day and night alternated, Zen Yuan Shier returned to the courtyard.

He was in a mess, holding a magic knife in his hand, the hair that was tied up before going out was scattered, and the hair was long and short, and half of his face was covered with blood.

Shier washed his face with water in the pool in the courtyard, then sat on the wooden edge of the courtyard and laughed.

The water washed off most of the blood stains on his body, but it didn't wash away the filthy mantra that was about to melt into his hair. You don't need to carefully identify the source of the mantra to see that the source of the mantra is very complicated, at least the amount cannot be counted in two hands.

At the same time, Nitro saw the scar on the corner of his mouth.

He had kissed that scar and knew how much it left Shi Er after he became an adult. After more than ten years of reappearance, this scar appeared on the corner of Shi Er's mouth with a hideous appearance.

But he was very happy, the dagger he held in his hand never let go, and the veins popped out on the back of his hand, as if he was about to kill someone or be killed—this might not even be the Chanyuan Shier who went out in the morning.

At this point, Jiajin Glass can finally be sure of one thing:

"Seeing" should actually be a neutral word.

For those who are struggling just to live, a life of rubbish that can be seen is already the best future.

Jia Ruozi suddenly remembered that he had complained to Fu Heisher before.Shi Er replied, are you acting like a baby?

"It's really acting like a baby..." he thought.

From this night onwards, Zenyuan Shier seems to have found a new way of survival. He is no longer squeezed out by others, but completely reduced to a transparent person.

Surviving in this transparent atmosphere is actually more difficult than being excluded, but Shier finally swam in this pool of stagnant water.

One day, when he went out suddenly, the housekeeper was taken aback, and immediately followed him.

Nitro thought that he was finally leaving, but it turned out not to be.He ran to the front yard.

It's a bit dramatic. In Shier's past in the Buddhist monastery, Jiajin met his future classmate. The young man who is stinky and coquettish in the future is just a child who looks like "I'm not easy to mess with" written all over his face. child.

The young Gojo Satoru used his unique pair of heavenly pupils to capture the figure of Zenyuan Shier.

Shi'er's "transparent state" was straightforwardly stripped away at this moment.

Nitro didn't know what he was thinking when he looked at Gojo Satoru.

Perhaps it is the highest level of treatment that the owner of the handed down spell can receive, or it is a kind of surprise that is somewhat unfamiliar to him, the surprise of being "seen", and the shame after the surprise is over.

After Gojo Satoru followed the maid and left, Shi Er started to be dazed in place, his hands and feet were as numb as his expression.

It wasn't until the retainers of the nursing home drove him away from the front yard that he seemed to have come to his senses, put on his usual indifferent smile, and walked back slowly.

Jia Ruo Zi began to gradually become insensitive to the passage of time, especially after Zen Yuan Shi Er started to grow up.

A boy of this age grows up very quickly, when Zenyuan Shier changed into the black bathrobe and hemp-patterned haori that Zenyuan Jinyi sent.Nitro thought, it's time.

He is leaving.

***

Fu Heisher has never seen anyone who is more difficult to deal with than a family siege, but now he finds out that there really are.

It was the child in front of him.

"I said kid, do you know what you're talking about?" Shi'er grabbed the back of his neck, and at least he didn't directly compare the knife to his neck under Emiya Shirou's strong dissuasion.

In the child's calm golden eyes, Fu Heisher threatened: "Although I can see that you have something to do with the family, but to be honest, I don't have any psychological burden to kill you."

"In order to distinguish, you can call me Jiaru, that's what Cheng Zi has always called me."

Emiya Shirou whispered: "What kind of distinction is this..."

"Of course it counts. Didn't Shier always call him 'Glass'?" Jiarui blinked, "I'm helping you, Shier, and I have to thank Rin Tohsaka for suddenly losing the chain. If she comes, now This accident will never happen."

Emiya Shiro: "What... what?"

"It's very simple. There is a problem with the time flow of this building itself. Things that haven't happened on the top of the building have already appeared on the bottom of the building. Generally speaking, there is a sequence of events, right, but not here. , the time between floors is separated.”

Emiya Shiro: "But this is the same as you asking us to..."

The family sighed: "Wow, Shirou has already started calling 'us', the clock tower will cry if he knows."

Emiya Shiro: "..."

Is this really Mr. Jiarui Nizi's childhood!No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it! !

"Fulfill your four wishes—are you kidding me?" Fu Heisher narrowed his eyes, "Let's not talk about what you are, if you have the authority to go upstairs, it can explain a large part of the problem Bar."

Jiarui pretended to sigh: "Didn't I tell you everything, I am Chengzi? Based on the content of "observation" when Nitzi was a child, the simulated personality set up can only come out in times of great crisis. "

"Besides, that's not my 'wish'. These conditions that need to be fulfilled are just analyzed by me!"

When Fu Heisher was about to say something again, Jiaren raised his index finger: "Besides, there are only three now. The first one rescued me from the forest, and it was perfect!"

"..."

Emiya Shiro understood a little bit.

Aozaki Chengzi must have had a considerable misunderstanding of Mr. Iiri Glass when he was a child.

Either the parents' filter is too thick, or this character is really unreasonable.

but……

"Iriri-san, what exactly does "observation" mean?Is there any difference between Miss Aozaki's "observation" of Mr. Ienuri when she was a child and the "observation" of the clock tower now? "

Jiaru grabbed Fu Heisher's arm and waved it to signal him to put himself down.

When his feet finally landed, he cleared his throat: "Actually, there is no difference, the difference is only in the purpose."

""Observation" means to observe and record, is this okay? "

Emiya Shiro: "No problem!"

Jiaru nodded: "Magicians believe that the existence of human beings is based on records—the records of each other, the records of the environment to people—so in the magician's world, the real death of human beings is when all the records around them disappear. that moment."

"Probably similar to the fact that there is no trace of this person's existence in the world is the real death?" Shirou asked tentatively.

"Yes, as expected of a magician who has lost his body but is still alive, Shirou's comprehension ability is super good!"

Emiya Shirou didn't feel praised at all, he scratched his head: "I've heard this before."

Jiajin continued: "The time of Wutiao Building has been completely disrupted. Someone fell from the roof and appeared dead at the bottom of the building, but on the top of the building, his "observation" records during his lifetime did not disappear. Ghosts exist, so they are considered 'alive' on the roof. "

"What! Is Mr. Isuri a ghost?"

"I didn't say that." Jiajin immediately put aside the relationship, "So, if you want to go upstairs, you'd better hurry up, the next wish is also very simple."

Although this npc-like child said so, it seems difficult to connect the next thing with the word "simple".

They were brought to the streets of Shinjuku by their children. It was like the real world, full of people, and even the smell of smoke in the air and the smell of sweat in the crowd were clear.

Among the flowing crowd, the only ones who are still are the two figures who are in a confrontation.

Emiya Shiro didn't know these two people, but he could see some bad atmosphere from the completely opposite expressions of Ieto and Fuhesher.

In such an atmosphere, Jiarui lightly talked about the cause and effect, and what they were going to do.

He also seemed to have omitted quite a few intermediate links. Emiya Shirou could hear it vaguely, and Fu Heisher shrugged indifferently after listening.

"What does it have to do with me when Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie get into a fight?" He laughed shortly, as if watching a joke, "Your wish—do you really dare to think about it, making fun of the magician's heart?"

"No, this is what Nitzi saw. The things he sees are always very complicated, and you know that a lot of information is collected here unconsciously." Due to his height, Jia Ruo raised his head and pointed to his own. Temple, "These things are turned out."

"So he saw me stabbing Wujo to death and then being killed by Wujo, right?"

Emiya Shiro: "..." I understood it immediately after describing it like this.

Shi Er went on to say: "And now you want someone who is dead to solve the scene where the two children are about to have a conflict?"

Jiarui nodded: "Actually, you don't have to solve it. Shirou can do it too. Anyway, you are together."

Emiya Shiro: "..." Does anyone remember that I was actually a temporary worker working for the clock tower?

"What about himself?" Shier suddenly asked, "What about the family here?"

Jiaru smiled, his eyes were bent to cover most of the golden pupils: "Did I forget to say, this is a world line without magicians, and Nitro is just a simple, high school student."

"..."

"World line...?" Emiya Shirou was taken aback for a moment, and immediately remembered something, "So Rin actually..."

"That's right, Rin Tosaka's Zellich's treasure chest and jeweled sword, these two are magic dresses that can communicate with parallel worlds, right, the clock tower needs this to fix this building, but unfortunately she didn't come, the building It was reversely controlled by the person upstairs, distorting all the scheduled procedures of the clock tower into the current appearance."

"This is the wish that 'his' wants to fulfill in his subconscious." Jiarui tilted his head, "or maybe it's a wish from a parallel world...is that okay?"

Fuheshier was not interested in the magician's stuff: "You didn't answer my question."

"The nitrate of this world line..." Jiarui looked at the two silent people not far away, and lowered his voice, "Who knows, a coward who has been watching."

Fu Hesher quickly made a decision.

"They will leave it to you." He said to Emiya Shiro, "Come on."

The family looked at Emiya Shirou's expression on the verge of collapsing, and asked Shier, "What about you?"

Fu Heisher didn't answer, just squeezed into the crowd and left.

Ieijin didn't go after him, but looked at Emiya Shirou who entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, and lightly laid down the heavy burden for him.

"Come on, Shirou, don't disappoint Shir."

"...Actually, Mr. Fu Hei doesn't have any hope for me either."

"But you are indeed more suitable than him. If Shier appeared in front of the two of them, Shinjuku would explode, right?" Jiarui said, "But if this happens, the big devil on the top floor may be very angry."

"..." Emiya Shirou looked at him, a little confused, "The Great Demon King?"

This time, it was the kid with golden pupils who looked at Emiya Shirou with a strange look, and he pushed him forward: "You will know when you go up!"

How Wei Gong Shirou bite the bullet and keep up with Xia Youjie, Fu Heisher has no idea.

But he also wanted to know what would happen if he appeared in front of "Wujo Wu".

It is also very strange to say, although you may not be able to beat him, but you should not die in his hands anyway, it is not without restraint when you just left the monastery, if you can't do it, you can escape There are almost no cases of falling.

Shi Er didn't think about it, so he didn't think about it. He was wandering on the street, intending to kill time, but he didn't expect that the world is so small, and he saw "acquaintances" before he even crossed the boundary of Shinjuku.

The "acquaintance" stood with a group of adults in the smoking area on the street, leaning against the railing with his head slightly raised, holding a nearly burnt cigarette between his fingertips.

He actually looked much better than the guy Fu Heisher knew who was in a nitrate state. He was wearing a high school uniform, his eyes were not black and blue, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

A conjurer who has no experience with magic and only possesses reverse spells can live well no matter where he is.

At least it seems so.

The man leaning against the railing lit another cigarette, this time biting it in his mouth, and hung his head.Fu Heisher didn't move forward, he stood aside and raised his eyebrows against the shade of the tree.

So this is another future.

Fu Heisher would die at the hands of Gojo Satoru for some funny reasons, Xia Youjie broke up with them, and Jiarui Nizi vaguely noticed some signs but did not participate.

All three of them are even in Shinjuku, and no one has left yet.

The man with a cigarette answered the phone.

"Wu Tiao should have found him, Teacher Ye Moth don't have to worry about them." He left the railing, crushed the cigarette butt on the cobblestones on the trash can, and said with a relaxed expression, "Then I don't know... I didn't stop him , Teacher, do you want me to die on the streets of Shinjuku? Haha, no, summer oil can be made."

"If you want to talk about why you contacted Wutiao but not you...Teacher, do you think you will stop him?"

"it is good."

After saying this, he hung up the phone, took out a lighter from his pocket, held it up and looked at it for a long time, then threw it on the pile of pebbles, and left slowly.

He came back 5 minutes later, and said to the homeless man who was about to take the lighter away, "I'm sorry, sir, I left this here just now. I'll give you a sum of money and you can buy a new one."

He stood there staring at the lighter in his hand in a daze for a long time, finally stuffed it into his pocket, and left without saying a word.

"Have you ever heard of Sanbu Monkey?"

At some point, the child with golden pupils who looked exactly like Jia Ruzi when he was young stood beside Fu Heisher. Like Shier, he stood under the shade of a tree, just watching from afar.

Probably because he was afraid that Fu Heisher would sneak away again without saying a word, the family member cautiously grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Sanbuhou, the three monkeys depicted in the picture of "Three Apes".

Don't talk, don't listen, don't look.

Such a metaphor is so accurate that it's a bit ridiculous-if you don't talk about Jiaxin Nizi, Xia Youjie won't listen, and Wujowu won't read it.

So they all deserve it.

Fu Heisher thought so, so he expressed it as such.

"What does this have to do with me." He sneered, and said in a nasty tone that sounded nasty, "Don't forget the premise, I don't know him at all, and he's already dead."

"Dead people should stay in the cemetery." He laughed. "If I can have that thing."

Jiaru had no objection to this, and he continued to ask: "Then what about the one you know?"

"The one I know?"

Fu Heisher raised his hand to cover his neck, moved his shoulders and neck, he said casually.

"The one I know already has the guts to say anything."