Boss vest is omnipotent

Qiansheng felt that there was something wrong with Fujimaru Tachika.

Specifically, after talking to him viciously, he was not as angry or scared as he imagined, but showed a rather subtle expression of excitement.

...Who is the Master of Chaldea?

But at this time, Qiansheng couldn't back down, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to ask, "Why didn't you answer me, Master of Chaldea."

Fujimaru Tachika quickly waved his hand, putting away his wild thoughts, "Mr. Okita, I actually came here specially to find you."

"I have nothing to tell you." Qian Sheng said.

He can also feel the magic power of Fujimaru Tachika here. The source of the gentle magic power he felt in the missing person's house just now should be him. It is really a comfortable atmosphere. Maybe he should listen to Fujimaru Tachika's words, but not now.

What happened at this singularity is not what he expected. Alaya said "if you are lucky, it will be the last", and then threw him in the world he had been to. In short, it is definitely not for him to retire. Now Here again I met the people of Chaldea.

It is really hard to guess Alaya's thoughts, Qiansheng simply gave up this clue, he is not someone who will be obsessed with such things, even if Alaya really intends to give him to Fujimaru Tachika as an experience package, and There's no way he'd let this happen.

From the very beginning, he had only one wish.

After Fujimaru Tatsuka was rejected bluntly by him, he was not in a hurry, as if he was used to seeing this kind of people, and said in a calm tone, "When Mr. Okita wants to talk to me, please come to the nearby church to find me. "

church?

Qiansheng remembered that he had come to this world as Kotomine Kirei. At that time, he used the enchantment ability to build a church, which was near the port mafia. become familiar.

But should the church still exist after he's gone?

Just when he was about to ask again, Fujimaru Tachika had disappeared, and Nakahara Nakaya walked up to him, and asked in surprise, "Why are you in a daze?"

"Where's the boy just now?" Qian Sheng asked.

"I left a long time ago." Nakahara said indifferently, and patted Qiansheng on the shoulder, "Forget about this, how about going to have a drink while Dazai is not around."

This is nothing to refuse.Qiansheng nodded, and got into the car of Zhongya Zhongyuan. Soon, the car stopped in front of a coffee shop. Before Qiansheng had time to ask why he wanted to go to the coffee shop, he saw the sign at the door saying "Poirot" .

Zhongyuan Zhong also pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that he didn't follow, he turned around and urged, "Hurry up."

The blond-haired waiter was holding a glass in his hand. Hearing the sound of the wind chime, he raised his head with a smile on his face, and greeted warmly, "Welcome, may I ask...is that you?"

Qian Sheng looked at the young man who called out his name, he would not admit his mistake, it was Jiang Gu Ling.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back?" Jiang Gu Ling said angrily, came over and poured lemonade for the two of them, and looked eagerly at Qiansheng, "I just happened to make a cake, do you want some? You leave After that, I worked very hard, and I always wanted to see you again."

"..."

Qian Sheng didn't answer, Jiang Gu Ling didn't seem to need his answer, and went to the back kitchen on his own, but the person who came out with a plate was California Qingguang.

"Master, do you want to run away?" California Qingguang gently placed the cake in front of Qiansheng and asked softly.

He didn't want Qiansheng's answer either, and left here directly.On the other hand, Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was watching the whole process clearly, didn't have any doubts at all. He looked a little bored and smashed the lemon slices in the cup with a straw.

Qian Sheng looked out of the window subconsciously, outside was the silence at dusk, the whole earth was sprinkled with a golden light, beautiful and lonely, mixed with a frightening atmosphere in the excessive tranquility, time seemed to be stagnant .

On the opposite side, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know when he started, and stopped all movements, as if time had been stopped.

It would be too much if he didn't notice something was wrong, Qian Sheng stood up and looked around vigilantly.

The whole world was smeared with a layer of yellow color, Qiansheng pushed open the door of the coffee shop and walked to the street.

Just as he thought, even the birds in the air stopped in mid-air, and the pedestrians on the street also stopped in their previous behavior, and time was stopped.

He clenched the chrysanthemum in his hand tightly, and guarded against the enemies that did not appear.At this moment, a staircase appeared in front of him. It was an old-fashioned wooden staircase. He didn't know where it led, but this was the only clue so far. Qiansheng drew out his knife and walked up without hesitation.

He entered a dark corridor, the air smelled of bad wine, the old aromatherapy that the previous hotel liked to use, and the faint sound of cloth rubbing not far away, the sound of deep breathing, viscous as if it could not flow thick air.

Even if the memory is fuzzy, the muscles of the body will remember it, not to mention that it is impossible for him to forget this place.

Ikeda house.

A light appeared in front of his eyes, and in front of him, as if reappearing in the past, there was another self wielding a sword.He saw himself collapsed exhausted by the ronin, spitting out a large amount of blood from his mouth, staining his clothes red.

Qian Sheng had no expression on his face, watching all this calmly.

That was the first time when his physical problems first appeared. Before that, he had always thought that there would be no serious problems, and he couldn't hide it completely after the Ikeda house.

The person Mr. Kondo trusts the most is him. In the past, almost all tasks were entrusted to him, but after that, he began to fade out of Shinsengumi's activities and was asked to take good care of his illness.

According to his thinking, he would rather die on the battlefield than on a hospital bed.But he knew that Mr. Kondo and Mr. Hijikata were doing it for his own good. In order not to worry them, he quietly accepted their care, and nothing else mattered.

Suddenly the world turned around, he left the perspective of the bystanders, and the person supported by the bystanders became him, with bloodstains all over his sleeves, breathing was very difficult, and his vision began to blur.With all his strength, Qiansheng thrust the knife into the chest of the nearest person, but the blade broke off halfway.

"...I have repeated tens of thousands of memories of this level in the hospital bed."

Even if it is a painful memory, it is also a good memory of fighting side by side with my companions. The physical pain is not half of what it was in the later period, and it is a tolerable category.At least he could hold the knife and stand up. He tried his best to fight to the last moment, and he was willing to die.

Qian Sheng wiped the corner of his mouth with his blood-stained sleeve, and stood up holding the broken knife, "This is the first time I recall the past from this angle, so it seems that I was really handsome at that time."

The ronin beside him roared, and then shattered into pieces, Qiansheng adjusted the forehead guard on his forehead, and straightened his back.

He took a step forward, and the touch under his feet suddenly changed, and the soft ground made him turn his head. Sure enough, Osamu Dazai was sitting at the desk, looking at him with a smile.

This is the office of the head of the port mafia, and it is also a place he is familiar with.

"Is it you this time?" Qian Sheng exhaled and asked calmly.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Dazai said calmly, pointing to the clothes on Qiansheng, "Is this the proper appearance to meet the leader?"

Chisho was wearing the light onion-colored haori of the early days of the Shinsengumi, which had a crack left during the battle at Ikedaya, stained with the blood of the enemy, but more of it was his own.

"This is a man's medal." Qian Sheng said indifferently.

"Okay." Dazai shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to signal him to sit on the chair opposite to him, and said straight to the point, "Before you wake up, I have something to tell you, Director."

Qiansheng looked at him with some astonishment, if this was in an illusion, it would not be strange for Dazai to know his name, and he felt that Dazai probably guessed it long ago.Although he intended to keep it a secret, he didn't hide it very seriously. With Dazai's intelligence, the probability of not being able to guess it is about the same as the probability of winning the 100 million lottery.

But the current situation seems to be that Dazai is talking to him beyond the consciousness of the illusion controller. Is this kind of thing possible?

"There's no need to be surprised, after all, I've died once, once." Dazai said normally, with his hands folded in front of his face, "You pulled me back from the other side of the world, I can't even think about it Understand."