I'm not really a dual personality

"Gallery?"

"Yes." Mao Lilan said with some embarrassment, "I don't know if Mr. Hinata is interested."

Hinata Chuang thought about it, "It's not that I'm not interested, but why are you calling me? I haven't moved here for a long time."

"How could it be? Mr. Hinata is very friendly, and everyone likes you very much." Mao Lilan waved his hand quickly, "And, it was my father who said that Mr. Hinata was frightened a while ago, so why not go to a quiet place like an art gallery?" Maybe it will eliminate the psychological shadow."

Hinata Chuang: ...

Ah, the bombings some time ago.

"I see." Hinata Sou nodded, "I'll be there on time, thank you Mr. Mori for me."

Seeing that Hinata Chuang agreed, Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved goodbye to Hinata Chuang. The girl in school uniform ran out, and Suzuki Sonoko, whom she had met before, was waiting for her. Seeing Hinata Chuang, she He smiled and waved his hand.

"He's a very enthusiastic person." Hyuga Soo closed the door, "It's true that tomorrow is Saturday, but why Kogoro Mori? I don't seem to have met him yet."

"Mori Kogoro used to be a criminal police officer. After he resigned, he opened this Maori detective agency. He and Meguro Shisan are old acquaintances." Nanami Chiaki read the news she found, but soon Nanami Chiaki laughed After getting up, she said, "But I still think Hinata-kun is very friendly, and everyone wants to be friends with you."

"However, no one will become friends with a person when they don't know each other." Hinata Sou looked at Nanami Chiaki helplessly, "We only became friends after we got acquainted, didn't we?"

Chiaki Nanami hugged the Tumi doll and sighed, "Hinata-kun always thinks too much."

"Ah, does this count as a lot of thinking?" Hinata Soo scratched his hair helplessly, "Normal people would think so."

Therefore, he feels that those who have talents are too calm, and accept strange things very calmly. In the new world program, he is the only one who constantly doubts the world. In the end, he becomes the most Weird guy.

Perhaps because of this, he is an ordinary person.

"Anyway, Hinata-kun, get ready for tomorrow's activities with your friends!" Nanami Chiaki said, "Let's have fun."

"Even if it's Qihai, you say that, but it's just going to the art museum, and there is no need to make any preparations at all."

Hinata So murmured, but he still listened to Nanami Chiaki's words and thought about whether he should bring something tomorrow.

Seeing Hinata who was thinking and holding something, Chiaki Nanami smiled gratifiedly while hugging Usagi.

That's great.

In their world, Hyuga Chuang is really too tired. After carrying the despair on his body, Hinata Chuang started the behavior of taking everyone's responsibility on his body, but in fact, among them, if they are serious In terms of the number of kills, Hyuga Chuang is definitely the least one of them.

As the behind-the-scenes manipulator, Shen Zuo Chuan just watched the death of others, he never intervened, and never directly caused a person's death.

So Hyuga was the one of them who didn't need atonement.

But the world has collapsed to such an extent that some talents including dancers and cameramen can't really play a role, and in the end only the super high school-level Mister Almighty can control the overall situation.

So it's great that Hinata Chuang came to this world, besides looking for pieces of despair, he no longer forced himself to do so much work, and no longer smiled and said that he was okay, even if he wanted to force himself, he would have a god seat You come to stop him.

If what World Awareness says is true, collecting all the Hope Shards could really bring the world back to normal.

Then Nanami Chiaki hopes that after the world recovers, they can really organize a fun-only event with Hinata, and prepare Hinata’s favorite things. It is best to choose a very important day for Hinata, and then everyone will be together thank him.

So it was decided.

……

So Hyuga waited for half an hour at the entrance of the art museum, seeing that the tour guide was about to take people in, but he didn't wait for Mo Li and others.

He really thought he was let go.

The tour guide asked everyone to follow, Hyuga Chou walked over helplessly, and called Edogawa Conan at the door. During the phone call, Hinata Chou found out why they didn't come. Of course, it was because they encountered a murder case again. It was just a souvenir, but they saw blood stains, and the corpse was stuffed into a cabinet and squeezed out of shape, which frightened the whole group.

So they waited for the police to come after calling the police, and Conan apologized to Hinata.

"Since it was an accident, there is no need to apologize." Hinata So said with a complicated mood, "But why do you always encounter murders?"

Conan Edogawa was silent for a while, "From a macro point of view, the weather will also lead to crime and increase the crime rate."

"What about microscopic?"

"It's all a coincidence."

Conan Edogawa and So Hinata rationally analyzed the data, and finally came to a conclusion, "In short, it is in line with probability that we have encountered so many homicides. This is all a coincidence, just a perfect coincidence, that's it. "

"So it must be a perfect coincidence for this to happen. There must be someone among you who is dying." Hinata Sou was resolute.

"It must not be me." Edogawa Conan vowed.

So Hinata twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why can't it be you."

"Do you think that people with the same voice as yours will be hit and miss?" Edogawa Conan replied, and then he suddenly stopped talking, "Let's not chat, I seem to have found something strange, it may be A clue to the murderer's murder."

With a click, the phone was hung up, and So Hinata looked at the phone helplessly.

Hit with bad ah.

In fact, Hinata Chuang felt that his life was not lucky, and it could even be said to be a bit miserable to some extent.

Is it because of the same voice as Conan?

Putting the phone away, Chuang Hyuga followed the guide into the art gallery. There were rows of paintings hanging in the art gallery, but the exhibitions were not only masterpieces of famous artists, but also some works of unknown painters. Most of them were fine arts. College students.

So Hinata really doesn't have any idea about paintings. His understanding of paintings is limited to whether they look good or not. If Mitarai is here, he must be very interested.

Looking at the paintings of the students of the Academy of Fine Arts is still a relatively novel experience, perhaps because they have not experienced the beatings of the society, their paintings may not be exquisite, but they are full of interest and love, and those paintings are easy to get everyone like.

When he saw the last painting, Hinata Chuang looked at his watch, two hours had passed, but Conan and the others still hadn't come.

It seems that they have to find another time to see the art exhibition.

"Everyone! Now is the last event!" The tour guide announced at the front, "At the end, the art gallery will provide you with drawing boards, drawing paper and paints. You can draw on them and take them back as souvenirs."

Hinata Chou looked at the paint in his hand, with a little novelty in his blue eyes.

[I also have the talent to draw pictures. 】Shenzuo Chuliu suddenly spoke.

[However, I haven't tried it. 】Tsushi Hinata became a little interested, 【In our world, there is no time to do these things at all, and I don't want to use my talents. Anyway, I just try it. I just do it myself. 】

[Although I haven't learned how to draw, I don't think it will look very good by then. 】 Hinata So murmured.

Shenzuo Chuliu looked at the white paper in front of him, 【Draw it. 】

【Well? 】

[After you finish drawing, give it to me. 】

We finish a painting together.

Hyuga Chuang was stunned for a moment, and after a while he smiled, and then spread a lot of colors on the drawing paper. Unlike the cautiousness of the people around him, he casually incorporated all the colors he wanted, and the colors mixed together were a bit Dirty, but it doesn't matter, because Hinata Chuang knows, after the gods take over.

No matter how bad the look is, it becomes the best picture.

He believed in this, and even more believed in the outflow of the throne.

After 10 minutes, Hinata Chuang stopped. He looked at the messy drawing paper in front of him, but there were messy colors all around, but he left a hole in the middle. Hinata Chuang looked at the painting with unknown meaning, and then She covered her eyes in embarrassment, [Should I say it's finished? 】

So Hinata handed over control of his body to Kamizuru, who looked at the painting in front of him and was silent for three seconds.

[Is it troublesome?In fact, I don't know what to paint, I just want to add a lot of colors to the picture, and the result is like this. 】Hinata So murmured, looking at the picture in front of him, there was a bit of exclamation in his voice, 【Obviously such a beautiful color, but mixed together, it is black. 】

【understood. 】

Shenzuo Chuliu picked up the pen next to him, and he calmly added another layer of black to the blackness everywhere, making the picture even blacker.

But in the large blackness, Hyuga Chuang could see a person covered with sunlight standing in the middle, his eyes were closed, and his face could not be seen clearly, he formed the most sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness, as if he was behind His darkness casts his sunshine.

The lady tour guide saw this when she came over. She was startled, and then looked at the seat of God.

"Did you draw this? Wow, that's a good drawing, may I ask who is this drawn by?"

Kamito exiled to put down the paintbrush, he said: "Myself."

"It's amazing." The tour guide sighed sincerely.

[Outflow. 】Hinata Chuang looked at the painting, 【Did I ever say that you are really amazing. 】

【no need. 】Shenzuo took off the painting, 【You are praising me, you are praising yourself, it's boring, you don't need to say it. 】

It doesn't matter if our life is full of darkness, as long as we are together, the world will be full of light.