Yokohama Script Team

The girl was walking outside the Supernatural Secret Service Division, holding a well-behaved cat in her arms.

"Natsume-sensei, what are you thinking?"

The girl moved closer to the cat's ear and asked softly.Sanhuamao squinted its eyes and glanced at the girl, meaning: You, who are close to reading minds, don't you know?

Makino Chihime was helpless, "I don't always receive other people's brainwaves. In places like the outside where there are many and complicated biological signals, I sometimes want to clean up."

"And... I don't need to read people's thoughts. I am neither a torturer nor an intelligence officer. Knowing too much useless information is very distressing."

She needs to pack up and seal up these useless memories, because the memories are too good to be forgotten at all, so she can only dilute these impressions. Maybe when will these memories be used in the future?

Makino Chihime can't touch her own memory, she has a lot of useless information sealed up in her mind, sometimes it does help in intelligence, but most of the time, these memories are useless.

Natsume Soseki couldn't help but look sideways, this was the first time Chihime had heard about the side effects of supernatural powers.

Isn't such a powerful ability easy to master...

The three-flowered cat raised its face and saw the girl's tender and delicate face from a close distance. The corners of the girl's lips habitually raised a three-point smile, and the arc appeared soft and careless.

She can be the girl in the classroom playground full of youth.

She can also be sharp in an instant.Natsume Soseki had seen the smile on the girl's lips change from soft to cold.

In the wrath of the emperor, millions of dead bodies were laid down and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

The transcendent is against one country, and no country dares to easily try to provoke the transcendent.

Makino Chihime's anger...Natsume Soseki never wanted to face it in his life.

"Restricted in Yokohama" was Natsume Soseki's initiative to the high-level government. After facing the scene of Makino Chihime's anger, Natsume Soseki could hardly sleep at night.He haggardly thought: If there is another idiot who offends Qianji, at least limit the battlefield to Yokohama.

The island nation cannot stand the toss.

"Although I didn't read the teacher's thoughts, I can still see what the teacher is thinking." Makino Chihime said firmly: "You are worried about me."

Makino Chihime reluctantly promised: "Natsume-sensei will trust me once in a while, and I will never lose control."

Alas, it really scared everyone that time.

In fact, she didn't intend to scare everyone, but it really is because everyone is familiar with her now, that state is a bit anti-human?But...it didn't cause much harm in the end, did it?

The three-flowered cat Natsume Soseki has no expression on his face, and he is crying in his heart: won't he get out of control?The situation last time was called not out of control?What will happen when you really lose control!

Sanhuamao endured it and asked, "Is what you wrote about brainwashing true?"

"it is true."

Makino Chihime recalled that although her world emphasized martial arts, the development of civilized thought was not inferior to martial arts at all.As a samurai, he attaches great importance to his own psychology, and there are many more thinkers, philosophers, etc. born from this than in this world where literary masters are scarce.

Rather, there is no comparison at all.

Makino Chihime was a half bookworm before she suddenly came to this world.

There is a library at home, and Chihime Makino can stay in it when she has nothing to do, and she suddenly travels to another world, and Chihime Makino, who has gradually learned about this world in three years, is almost desperate.

... In this world where spiritual food is scarce, if there are no shining souls, she won't be able to stay here for a minute.

The girl's eyes lost their luster, and her clear jade-colored eyes instantly showed inhuman indifference. The three-flowered cat calmly patted the girl's cheek, and asked silently: Why did you suddenly die?

"I want to read excellent text..."

The collision of thoughts and thoughts is better than the throbbing of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, and the excitement of life and death hanging by a thread.

The world can only soothe her restless heart by touching those souls that shine brightly, as beautifully as thought.

Chihime Makino: Like Rantang, like Ranpo... and Natsume-sensei.

Natsume Soseki really wanted to pull her out, and then asked the previous question: "Can you elaborate on what you said about changing people's common sense?"

"Yes." Chihime Makino readily agreed, feeling like returning to the time when she exchanged ideas with literary masters, that kind of wonderful collision is one of Chihime Makino's true loves!

"Before that, let me show you a photo—"

The slightly old photo taken out by the girl showed a person: he looked very young in a white robe, with long black hair hanging behind, eyes of a gentle sandalwood color, that is, light red, and soft facial features.This photo was obviously a snapshot. The person seemed to have noticed the photographer, so he bent his mouth towards this side.

The smile is gentle and moving, and the arc of the eyes is more delicate than the fine brushwork.

...Inexplicably similar to Qian Ji.

What are you doing with this photo?Is this someone Qianji knew before?

Natsume Soseki patted Makino Chihime in confusion, asking her to explain.

Makino Chihime looked nostalgic, looked at the person in the photo, remembered the background when this photo was taken, and almost laughed out loud on the street.

The photo stayed in front of Sanhuamao for a while, and then the girl put it away. At this moment, Natsume Soseki had the illusion of the girl's possessiveness. He heard the girl say, "You can guess whether this person is a man or a woman."

Um?Um?

Is this still a guess?Natsume Soseki thought, but there is also the possibility of reverse thinking, the answer is the one that seems impossible, and it is also possible that Chihime expected this and the original answer was correct.

Natsume Soseki followed the clues he saw and said, "A woman?"

"No, it's a man."

Chihime Makino's smile deepened. That time, she and her partners performed a collective sexual transformation. In order to achieve the effect of being fake, everyone resorted to frequent means. As a referee, Qian Muye looked at a group of partners who were men dressed as women and women dressed as men. It was so hard No joke.

... The person who turned himself the most successful was the person in the photo, Qian Muye's best friend and partner.

Natsume Soseki looked up at her with strange eyes.

Are you right?That's male?Are you sure it's male?

Natsume Soseki took a long while before saying, "It's unbelievable, it's actually a man..."

Makino Chihime was serious, "Look, your first impression is that he is a woman, and I, who know him better, said he is a man. You don't believe it in your heart, but you finally believe it under my insistence. This is the simplest...you Instances of cognitive tampering."

Natsume Soseki was terrified, as keen as he could naturally think of something deeper.

Makino Chihime casually said: "Although there are factors that do not have a deep impression on you, it is not difficult to change, and although the inherent impression is difficult to change, it is also possible to change or distort it. In the same way, tampering with a person's common sense knowledge, It's theoretically possible...whether it's a child, or an adult."

"...The old man understands."

Natsume Soseki looked at her complicatedly, Chihime, you are really only ten years old, aren't you an old monster somewhere?