His distraction was interrupted by Coulom, Yu Komori's out-of-focus pupils lit up again, and his peripheral vision fell on the hand holding him.

They were a pair of very white hands, warm and soft, with slender skeletons, and the fingers holding her were also slender, and on the index finger, there was a simple ring that seemed to be divided in half.

The moment he saw that ring, something flashed past his eyes.

Appears to be white feathers.

Yu Komori was still immersed in a trance, rarely using his real thoughts to think about what the true face of the flashing white fragments was.

Throwing her into a strange world, but ignoring her for nearly a year, cold, ruthless, and has absolutely nothing to do with human feelings——

Is it pigeon feathers?

She didn't know whether it was expectation, or a question that was really derived from thinking.

Did it come, or had it been watching her, laughing at her pain as if it were the funniest drama? ... It did so but refused to let her go free, let her go back to the past, the dull life that belonged to her.

The gift of the gods is probably so arrogant.

Like an unconscious groan, she murmured a complaint about the pigeons.

What she blurted out to complain about, she couldn't think of it afterwards anyway, maybe it was not important enough, and she blurted out nonsense without thinking about it.

But at this time, "Ayu."

The hand holding Yuu Komori was suddenly tightened. The owner of the hand seemed to mistakenly believe that the sand in his hand would be faster after being tightened. After squeezing hard, he quickly loosened his strength and held her hand in vain. His fingertips were as pale as white paper.

The setting of the ring on the finger reflected a cloudy indigo color, and the shining sunlight was like clusters of flames for a moment.

"I didn't buy it from the commercial street, where could I buy it from?" Komori Yu's brain completely regained consciousness and knew that the person who spoke was Collom, "Have you forgotten? The new store we encountered when we went to the movies last week , on the side of the road."

The vague memory gradually became clear with her description.

When the movie was shown with only them, it seemed too empty, like a shark's mouth in the screening room, with a movie plot that I couldn't remember clearly, placed between the two seats, and the smell of popcorn that smelled sweet and cloying, after watching it After the movie, the passers-by who passed by wrapped Miku’s hanging ornaments—and most importantly, the newly opened boutique jewelry store that left the movie theater and had a light sign on the side of the road during the day. It was wrapped in pink with hanging lights The house number reminded Komori Yu of those old jewelry stores she had seen in another world.

...Eh, so she remembers so clearly?

Then why didn't I have any impression just now?

"Could it be that Ah Yu didn't rest?"

Komori Yu looked up and saw Coulom's worried eyes.

"But, maybe..."

Komori Yu was also at a loss.

She was at a loss and wanted to recall the thoughts just now, but there was nothing—whiteness, like the color of pigeon feathers, but the imaginary feathers were quickly burned away by the strangely colored flames that inexplicably burned in her brain.

"Maybe I played the game too late yesterday, so I messed up my memory."

In the end, she could only come to this unconvincing conclusion.

In this regard, Hayato Gakuji showed a clear sneer: "Staying up every night, no wonder the idiot is getting more and more stupid."

Komori Yu instantly left behind all her memories and card issuance, she devoted herself to throwing the title of idiot to the prison temple, and she was so energetic that she almost rolled up her sleeves and stepped on the table: "You don't know what it means to be unbearable The hateful Europeans don’t understand and don’t talk nonsense, game gods like us don’t need sleep, only ordinary people need eight hours of standard sleep every day!”

"God of games?" The smoke between the fingers was filled with white mist, and the prison temple Hayato had a lot of meaning, "As far as your game-playing skills are concerned, you should give up."

"What do you mean! I can't play well, I'm green, ahem, I'm the fishing star of Stardew Valley!"

"Ha ha."

Simple two words.

Extreme sarcasm.

Yu Komori... Yu Komori was so angry that he wanted to jump over, shouting that Hayato Komori must apologize for the sacred game this time, and Takeshi Yamamoto, who watched for a while, stopped him in the middle, and persuaded him to get angry girl.

"Well, Prison Temple is also worried about your health, Ah Yu. Don't take it too seriously. He just expressed it a little wrongly."

Takeshi Yamamoto patted Komori Hiroshi on the shoulder and said in relief.

She turned her head and snorted. Although she calmed down, she didn't want to admit that she was easy to talk: "How can anyone care about others by ridiculing! Staying up late is not what I want! Childish!"

Facing the gaze that seemed to be about to pull out a bomb at any moment, Takeshi Yamamoto smiled brightly, "I agree with this. Compared with the mature Ayu, the prison temple is really childish."

After finishing speaking, he felt that the girl's angry and tense body returned to a pleasant relaxation. He took the opportunity to cross the social distance of his friend, leaned over her shoulder and asked inadvertently: "Who is the clerk that Ayu mentioned just now? Is that the clerk who apprenticed with the detective, or the lady clerk whom Ah Yu said he likes?"

"Of course it's the clerk who apprenticed to the teacher." Komori Yu said casually, "He even took the hairpin to look at it at the time, and he probably thought the strawberry on the cake was very cute, and it was suitable to give to a friend's sister."

Coulom: "..."

The gentle smile on her face was suppressed, and almost the deepest shadow surged in her eyes.

"He found the strawberry on the hairpin..."

Did the clerk discover the truth about the card issue?

That hairpin, which was completely constructed by illusion, was like her third eye.

On Coulom's beautiful and weak face, there was an expression colder than a stone,

That's right, she lied to Ah Yu.

Interesting movies, jewelry stores in the commercial street, and exchange of cards—all are fake, they are non-existent memories created by her illusion, and the specific details are completed by Ah Yu with his imagination. It's just that she despicably used her friendship to weave one lie after another.

She is wicked.

An insidious, unscrupulous mafia.

He is an illusionist who often does treacherous lies.

She didn't believe in God, she didn't believe in salvation, and she never prayed.

In order to keep her cowardly friend, she can do anything regardless of morality, law, and any existence that hinders her from achieving her goal. Being reviled, hated, and feared by others, and seeing the collapse of her friend's death with her own eyes Insignificant in comparison.

She has long been guilty of ignoring the pain of her friends. The last resentment and imagined despair almost drowned her in guilt.

She doesn't care about that either.

As long as Ayu is alive, he can do whatever he wants, but——

No outsider should discover her illusion.

...But it doesn't matter.

As long as——then no one will find out.

Kurom's voice was as light as reciting and singing, and she asked softly: "What is that clerk like, does Ah Yu still remember?"

"Hmm..." Yu Komori saw a strange-colored flame again when he blinked. The flame...she subconsciously answered Colum's question, "Mr. Amuro is a half-breed with blond hair and dark skin."

"Mr. Amuro?"

Takeshi Yamamoto's smile suddenly became elusive, he squinted his eyes, and stroked the ring on his finger with his fingertips.

Collom glanced at him with a questioning look.

As one of Kiri Shou, she is responsible for Northern Europe and the United States. Japan's missions and relationship maintenance are generally handled by Yu Shou and Yun Shou who is resident in Bingsheng. Therefore, for the local forces in Japan, except for the leader and Apart from the outside consultants who control the intelligence department, only the two of them know best.

Hibari Kyouya is an arrogant and stuffy fighting madman-this is the consensus of the two Kirimori-to deal with him, Kurom would rather go to Takeshi Yamamoto and put up with his so-called "hearty" smile.

Takeshi Yamamoto made a few secret words with his hands, and Kurom's eyes froze.

Is it the Bourbon of the "Crow Group"-the undercover agent of the Japanese public security?

She remembered that about eight years ago, that is, one year from now, the high school student detective club in Tokyo finally joined forces with the Japanese police and the US FBI to defeat the Karasuma Group. Valley zero bourbon.

As long as in that world, no one does not know about it.

Her gaze was far away from Sawada Tsunayoshi with a gentle smile. The brown-haired boy stood quietly at the intersection of light and darkness, his light brown eyes were dark and dark, and his expression was calm and unwavering.

Under Colum's gaze, he shook his head gently.

Don't worry about it?

Although he believed in killing danger in the cradle, Kurom, who trusted the leader even more, withdrew the illusion he had constructed just now and planned to throw it at Mi Hua tonight.Gokuji Hayato glanced at her coldly, and extinguished the cigarette that was burned to the end in his hand. Takeshi Yamamoto lowered his eyes and looked down at the scenery under the roof with a smile, as if he didn't notice the undercurrent among his companions.

Stupid Ah Yu was the only one who was out of the situation. She stared at the cigarette in Guisi's hand, then lowered her head and took out a handful of candies from the pocket of her coat.

"Here you are." She walked over and handed the fruit candies in her hand to the prison temple Hayato, the colorful icing reflected the brilliant light, "The green one is cantaloupe flavor, the blue one is salt lemon, and the pink one is lychee, this brand The three most delicious flavors - it must smell better than your nicotine anyway."

Watching him accept the candy, Yu Komori muttered in a low voice: "Although you are disrespectful to the great god of games, there is really no way, who made me the kindest Yu. Look at you just now For the sake of caring about me, I barely forgive you."

"...Tsk."

Hayato Gujiji flicked the red lychee candy in his hand, and clicked his tongue in a complicated mood when he heard what he had heard, which was almost exactly the same.

Not only the taste, but also like to repeat the words... Creatures like idiots are indeed static creatures that don't change.

After giving the sugar, Ayu had something to do temporarily, and was dragged away from the rooftop by Kurom.

Among the remaining three, Takeshi Yamamoto looked sideways at Hayato Gokudera who had been silent since getting the candy.

"It's rare to see the prison temple's expression now, do you feel embarrassed?" He laughed heartily.

Takeshi Yamamoto's voice broke the silence of Hayato Gokudera, and he became angry with embarrassment: "Are you guys looking for a discussion?"

"Well, not today, I have an appointment with Sasakawa to be the chief sparring partner of the boxing department." Takeshi Yamamoto raised his eyebrows, his smile remained unchanged, "But tomorrow can be."

"They're gone?" The anger on the prison temple Hayato's face paused, and he quickly calmed down and asked back.

Takeshi Yamamoto hummed, "Squalo and Lusilia left last night—" He suddenly tilted his head, with a sunny and bright smile on his face, but it was strange for no reason, "Lusilia said that Bell might be in Stay in bed for a month."

"It deserves it." Prisoner Hayato sneered.

"Varian is also our companion?"

"This sentence only applies to you and Aoyu." His sneer was mostly indifferent, "I don't have such a good relationship with Belphegor, if Judaime allows, that crazy prince will lie on the hospital bed until—"

"Prison Temple."

Hayato's words stopped abruptly, and he bowed his head respectfully to the gentle boy: "I'm sorry, Judaime, I made a slip of the tongue."

"Well~ don't be so serious, Gang, Lusilia is also very grateful to the Prison Temple for allowing Valianli to be quiet for a month." Takeshi Yamamoto smiled, "And after everyone came back, it is rare to have such a hearty battle. , Accidentally going too far is inevitable."

"For example, Hibari-senpai Kazuku?" Sawada Tsunayoshi asked with a gentle smile.

Recalling the two people's "discussion" that cannot be generalized too much, Takeshi Yamamoto's smile stiffened a little: "...Maybe it is."

Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed helplessly. The relationship between his Yunmoru and Kirimori had been a problem that he had been worrying about for ten years or so: "Don't worry, Mukuro has been busy teaching Fran recently, and they won't meet again in a short time."

Staring at the ring on his hand, he was silent for a while—he had worn it for ten years, and he had carried too many heavy fates that could not be counted.And now, he's wearing it again.

"... Mammon has agreed to help summon the Children of the Rainbow." Closing his eyes, his thoughts came back to this moment from his ten-year memory.

"Clonello, Scaru, and Ms. Arya will all arrive in Japan next month. Verdi hasn't replied yet, but he's definitely in Northern Europe," said Prison Temple.

"Hmm... If it's true what Cerbero said, only Bailan and his Mare's ring are missing."

"But soon."

"Bai Lan doesn't have to deliberately look for it, just let it be. The most important thing now is to make Ah Yu less wary of us." Someone sighed, "Only Kurom, the bargaining chip is not enough to make her give up and go back to the own hometown."

"...Her hometown."

The boy looked at the cloudy sky with a gloomy expression on his smiling face.

"In the future, don't let Ayu go to Mihua again?"

"……what."

"Just do it."

No one objected.

The author has something to say:

*Ayu's memory of the card issuance is all false, there is no exchange of cards and no movies, the truth is that 96 directly gave her the card.And why did Ah Yu break free from the illusion... Well, guess what?

*The plot of Conan ten years later is the ideal situation I hope, Gin I always feel that I was hit by Touzi or Shuichi, so I wrote it like this.

*Ten years later, Bell and Prison Temple are not so bad that they are enemies. It's just emmmm Valian, who can't be replaced by a normal person's relationship. It can be understood that Prison Temple and him have been on missions, but Bell gets excited and messes up when he sees blood The operation made the prison temple very irritable every time... It was a public revenge, and Varian and others who had been on missions with Bell were very grateful to the prison temple for allowing Bell to be quiet for a month.

*69 and 18's 'discussion', um, because Varian doesn't have Yunshou, Mammon has 96 and Fran is enough, so the two hit it off, and they really fought in the name of acting. The situation was very chaotic and involved Others, so that A Gang had to stop.

*Don’t let Ah Yu go to Mi Hua again... Well, guess what, does Bing Sheng know that the people in Mi Hua are also Ah Yu’s favorite characters?

The last three chapters are the last daily routine.

没意外的话,最晚到周末应该还有两章。感谢在2021-12-3123:41:01~2022-01-0410:27:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1978204850 bottles; 2 bottles of Heyang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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