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"...you lost, Pigeon."

The snow-white feather fluttered down along the wind, but was cut off by the sharp blade before it landed.

"Well, does God also like to attack suddenly?" The bright smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were as sharp as a sharp weapon in his hand, watching the white pigeon born from the broken feathers.

The wings woven with pure white bird feathers folded tightly against the pure white body, and it looked sideways at them, its sharp bird claws stepped on the half of the white feathers left, and the pair of plastic-like eyeballs twisted randomly, as if I'm still not used to this new body.

"It's time for your drama to end." Tsunayoshi Sawada said calmly.

His face was calm and indifferent, but his burning golden flames were reflected in the crow's bead-like eyes.

That is the fire of enlightenment.

The consciousness of human beings is a terrifying existence capable of burning out flames.

And the obsession born by human beings is a curse that even gods do not want to be contaminated.

The pigeon's head shook, making a creaking sound, and the frantic eyes finally found a suitable position.

"You ruined my story—the perfect happiness script I prepared for Lin Yu, my story to save Lin Yu—Gah, you actually ruined it!" Its voice sounded distorted and full of sharp trills, But the pigeon's beak smiled calmly, "You have ruined everything I arranged for Lin Yu!"

"You have to pay the price!"

Its wings fluttered and more feathers fell off.

The sudden night wind blew up the light bulbs on the roadside street lamps, and the trembling lights hit the crow, illuminating the scene behind it.

The white bird is here.

The gray bird is here.

The black bird is here.

The yellow bird is here.

Colorful birds are here.

The newborn bird is here.

The bird that should have flown south is here.

Here are the birds with bloodstained feathers and flattened heads.

On the trunk, on the branches, by the roots—

All the birds are here.

They neighed and said:

"We want to make Lin Yu happy."

"I'm sorry, but I also have such things as wings."

The white-haired boy who suddenly appeared smiled and spread his wings. He looked at the birds in the sky, his purple eyes were colder than inorganic crystals: "Only by obediently giving up the position of the gods and leaving here is a good bird. Disobedient birds should be punished."

The pigeon screamed, its story was ruined by these hateful humans, and the happiness it carefully woven for Lin Yu also lost the chance to appear on the stage. It lost its mind and screamed to make them pay the price.

"Then give it a try." The brown-haired boy said.

>>>

It lost.

The pigeon looked at its broken claw in disbelief. It actually lost to humans, the group of weak, boring humans who only occasionally shine...

Although the pigeon still can't believe it, it can feel that it has lost control of the world.The kite string that had been tied to its paw since it won the bet untied its knot and flew away from it—the kite string was blown farther and farther away by the wind, beyond the reach of the observing eye. far away.

"Ayu will never go on the same path as before, and she never will." Someone from the group of humans shouted to it, "You will never try to control her again."

The pigeon shook its neck, its weird bird face shrugged its feathers listlessly, if it wasn't that it couldn't make a sound now, it would have to yell loudly that it was its Lin Yu, its poor and lovely Yu clearly belongs to only one person.

It can't even forget how it looked when it first met Ah Yu, that was one of the few most unforgettable memories since it became an observer... Sometimes, it can be said that there is no one, admitting that is its most unforgettable memories.

Because it is an observer, it has seen too many dead worlds, boring and boring, and it has long been tired of it, but no one thought that it would meet living people in the dead world.

... In the ruins of that desolate and cold world, there is such a shining flower.

A sunflower that is alive, full of vitality, grief, despair, but still full of vitality.

It should have her.thought the pigeon.

Its garden should have such a flower—perhaps, this one alone.

But how should it treat her?

Put it in the garden, lose the sunlight and freedom, and the sunflowers that use sunlight as nutrients will wither.

The pigeon thought hard for a long time, and found a pile of books in the ruins.The plastic packaging that was specially put on, and the words full of joy and love on the small note inside, all these can prove that the owners of the comics have treated them with cherishment.

"That's the story of other worlds."

The pigeon is an eternal observer. It has witnessed the death of countless worlds, and naturally it has been to countless worlds.It found those manga worlds for its flower, and put her in them.

In order for her to be happy, it hides her doomsday memories and gives her the hope of returning home. It takes care of her carefully and gives her the predictive ability to shout and make a wish while reading a certain comic. Cheng manipulated, arranged her near the protagonist of the world, and fulfilled her dream.

The most beautiful thing is that beauty is destroyed - the sundial in the courtyard has witnessed the birth of this truth with its own antiquity, and the birds love to smash shiny things to pieces.At the beginning, it was really desperate to see how far the sunflowers could withstand. Curiosity and desire for knowledge made it wait for the moment when the sunflowers would be destroyed.

It guides her, hints at her, deliberately blocks Lin Yu's eyes, gives her hope, and sees her like a dog chasing a bone, being played around by its lies for the ridiculous and stupid reason of going home——

The pigeon said: Quack, you are a different kind.

Lin Yu, the stupid dog, agreed.

The pigeon said: Ga, no one will regard you as a friend, it is correct that you should not exist.

Lin Yu, a stupid human being, believed it.

Pigeon said: go home?Quack quack quack, if you live, maybe you can go home.

The idiot Lin Yu agreed.

Pigeon thinks he should be bored with her, too obedient humans will make the drama mediocre, it decides to tell her the truth, to welcome the wonderful moment it has been waiting for for a long time, for this reason it specially chooses those annoying protagonists of the world When it leaves this timeline, it doesn't want to conflict with that troublesome earthling because of some flowers.

will she cryWill it crash?Will it go crazy?

Before going to see her, the pigeon had a lot of guesses, many, many, but nothing——she jumped into the river.

Lin Yu said that he saw the way home - idiot!Stupid fool!

The pigeon jumped angrily. It saved the poor sunflower that was flooded. It was so angry that it almost wanted to give her back all the memories it took away, but at the moment it was about to say it, it suddenly didn't want to do this Done.

The pigeon has never thought about patience, it will get it immediately, and it doesn't matter what the other party thinks.But at that time, its heart seemed to suddenly become strange, that kind of novelty, like being gently scratched by its own feathers, and it didn't want this flower to wither too soon.

Pigeon came up with an even more interesting script.

Let her live, like every boring ordinary person, until the last moment of her life, and remind her of the world that was destroyed and no longer existed.

But how can I keep her alive?

Pigeon took down the feathers that covered her eyes, thinking that she would find that she had been accepted by this different world long ago. However, God never thought that a flower is very fragile. She can be tenacious in desperate situations. But fragile enough to shatter when touched.

Even if God no longer interferes, the sunflower still withers.

When seeing the flowers wither, the pigeon has never been so angry. It satirizes the stupidity of the flowers and curses that the so-called hometown caused the flowers it loves to wither.The fragility of human beings is beyond the imagination of gods. A useless thing like her hometown is so important to its flowers, even surpassing her own desire for life. On the way, she realized the lack of memory, so she desperately chose to use death Find your hometown.

It is impatient and wants to simply bring the flowers back to its own garden. With its own meticulous care, even if there is no sunlight and it will wither, it can bring the withered sunflowers back to the moment of blooming again and again.

But no one knew why, not even the dove himself, why he hesitated when he wanted to take the dead flowers from the river.It was a very inexplicable hesitation, it couldn't figure it out, and it couldn't understand it, but it made it hesitant, and finally decided to give those humans a chance to start again—even though it already knew that the fragility of flowers was beyond imagination. It didn't help, the pigeon didn't believe they would succeed, and it didn't want them to, but it gave it a chance.

From the moment the pigeon meets the flower, the pigeon no longer understands itself.

Just like now, when the pigeon loses, it is angry, not reconciled to filling its brain like bubbles.However, it feels that in the gaps of the bubbles, there is something different that shouldn't belong to it. It is warm and warm, and makes it feel sore eyes quietly exist.

Will its sunflowers, its sunflowers, live from now on?

Is it the same as when it saw it at the beginning, full of vitality and vitality?

If so, if so—ga,—if so, will she get the happiness she wants?Can this also be considered happiness?

The pigeons don't know, the pigeons are very confused.

It lowered its head slowly, not even paying attention to the approaching danger.But a wing spread before its eyes, and the blue feathers of the crow fluttered, and the dove heard the voices of the humans as if mixed with the cold wind.

The humans called out the bird's name, "crow."

"Are you going to help it?"

Someone sneered: "I knew that you have no credibility at all."

"No, no, no." That annoying crow didn't have any dignity as a bird, "It's a foregone conclusion that the pigeon will lose the bet, I——, I won't be as stupid as it is, the victory written in the book of fate is Cannot be distorted by observation. Congratulations, humans, you have defeated the arrogant gods."

A more gentle voice sounded: "Are you trying to take your friend away?"

The crow bent its beak, and its round eyes were treacherous: "Friend——Gah, yes, that's right, I'm here to take away my failed friend—it has failed, but you have already won. Maybe you want to kill the grass, But—quack, its death will make you fall short."

The white-haired man lowered his face, the smile on his face was still sweet: "...What do you mean?"

"For the sake of your friends, please be merciful for now." Crow said, "I will let the pigeons take away Lin Yu's doomsday memory, including the despair and pain she has always kept in her heart, otherwise the fish will also be taken away. Before death, the net that encloses it is torn, and the time that is reversed will return to its original state."

After a long silence, the gentle voice sounded again: "You can take it away, but you must swear an oath in front of the cornerstone of the world and the book, never to approach and observe this world again."

"At your service." The crow folded its wings and bowed its haughty head slightly in respect to them.

"This world will be returned to you, and at the same time, I assure you that Lin Yu will not intervene again, and she will be free from now on."

Then, it turned to stare at its bewildered friend.

The pigeon's snow-white feathers are messy and stained with blood and dirt

"You lost in underestimating human feelings," said the crow.

"Their emotions are really interesting. Hasn't the experience of the incubators taught you a lesson? It's bad luck to underestimate human emotions, and I'm different—so, I won this bet. I prove that The potential of human emotion is immeasurable."

Pigeon did not speak.

It glanced at the dejected pigeon, and bid farewell to those humans who were still staring at the tiger with killing intent in their eyes: "Our friends are still waiting for us, so goodbye——"

"I hope we will never see each other again." Someone said coldly.

"As you wish." The crow smiled. "On behalf of our friends, I bid you farewell."

The black bird picked up the lifeless white bird.

They took off and flew to the distant horizon, leaving only two black dots in the eyes of humans.

"Are you really letting them go like this, Tsunaji-kun?" The white-haired boy picked up the sweet cotton candy, "I'm not reconciled."

"That's it."

The brown-haired boy turned around.

"Let's go home, we have to wake up Ayu who is asleep first, mom is still waiting for us to go back and help make dinner." He said calmly, as if he was relieved, "There are still many things to do."

"That's right—then I'll help, wake up Xiao Yu who is sleeping late."

"You don't need this kind of thing." The beautiful girl smiled, "I will call Ayu, she must want to see me more."

"kufufufufu... well done Nagi."

"Tsunayoshi-kun, your Kirimori is going to attack me as an allied family?"

"Bastard, Bai Lan, you actually cheated with your wings!"

"Well, birds will molt, so Bai Lan must also need to be trimmed regularly, right?"

……

……

The baby sitting on the boy's shoulder looked at him sideways: "Don't worry about it?"

"Let's make everyone happy for a while." The brown-haired boy said in a young voice, "Although we have got sunflowers, there are still more things to do to completely prevent it from withering."

"There's really a lot to do."

The brown-haired boy hummed calmly.

"For example, you can think ahead, how will you explain to Ayu later that you completely forgot about the cake you promised her," said the baby.

"..."

The smile on the brown-haired boy's face froze instantly.

"If you go to buy it now, the cake shop is not closed, is it?"

"Who knows."

The baby lowered the brim of his hat, ignored the students' eyes calling for help, closed his eyes and began to rest.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in the shadows.