Why can't we be friends after the friendship ending?

Sure enough, such things as deceiving people have to continue deceiving, otherwise the credit crisis will easily cause such loopholes.

Fuzechuan sighed in his heart, and then said: "So don't steal my cards from now on."

"It's very important to me."

It seems that the card may really be just an ordinary card, but it's just that this card only plays an unusual role here in Fukuzawa.Kuroro quickly analyzed it, and he nodded, indicating that he understood.

Fukuzawa also pocketed the deck of cards Kuroro gave him, and walked towards the place he wanted to find with the pendulum.

Although he could pass through this "relic" quickly, he wanted to know what was hidden behind the mist more than passing through.

There is a problem with this place, and it is even likely to be related to one of the most critical things, otherwise the system would not be isolated together.

And...he died here.

The last time, because of some messy sounds, he failed to escape the mechanism in the dark, and was pierced through the chest by a sharp knife in the end, hitting the uneven wall of the cave.

Simply solve the problem of attacking Kuroro first, otherwise he may have to start all over again.

If he saw a "death point" here, what could he see at the place where he died?

Soon, Fukuzawa knew the answer.

It is "himself".

As if being hit with a sap, Fukuzawa looked at the person nailed to the wall who was only a hair color away from him, and then turned his gaze to the familiar Tarot cards on the soles of his feet.

He couldn't speak, or rather, he didn't know what to say.

This is not a problem that he can solve by lying to Kuroro, even he himself feels that he has been cheated.

Second point of death.

Fukuzawa took a breath, looked up at Kuroro next to him, but the other party seemed to have been hit harder than him, and his eyes became confused.

"Can you tell me what's going on here?"

Kuroro was silent for a while, and looked at him with a complicated expression: "What do you think?"

"You invited me here." Fukuzawa replied like this, but he also knew that he just picked a good excuse to make trouble for no reason.

Kuroro couldn't explain this. All of this was like a coincidence of fate, leading them to stand in this ruin again.

It is precisely because I know that there is no inside story, but I just "just happen" to care about it, and "just happen" to be a place for testing...

Fukuzawa let go of his hand and took a few steps forward, trying to pull "his own body" off the top to see if the frenzied system deliberately messed with him.

However, as soon as he grasped the corner of "myself", he lost all consciousness.

Kuroro, who was looking at the tarot cards on the ground, was still thinking.

Something was like an inspiration, which stirred up waves in his mind but was fleeting, and he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

"There must be something to do with it." He thought, "Besides, the second Tarot card in Chuan's hand is missing one, and the current Tarot card may also be missing a few cards."

If we can know what is missing, maybe Fukuzawa can figure out what's going on.And at that time, he can also know at least a little bit of the so-called truth through Fu Zechuan.

He suddenly remembered another thing, he had already talked about the less cards with Fuzechuan, but Fuzechuan hadn't expressed any opinion on this matter until now, and he seemed to have forgotten about it. same thing.

"Chuan, the tarot card from the place we passed by..."

Kuroro raised his head, but he happened to meet Fukuzawa's eyes.

I don't know how long he has been looking at him quietly like this, Kuroro frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

"One is missing?" Fukuzawa asked.

"Yes, what do you know?" Kuroro asked.

Fukuzawa nodded, raised his finger and pointed to his pocket: "It's on you."

Kuroro suddenly felt a chill running down his back towards the Tianling Gai. He looked at the suspected Fukuzawa still hanging on the wall calmly, and touched his jacket pocket pretending to be calm.

Sure enough, a card was drawn inside!

He quickly drew it out, and looked at the cards in his hand with the faint light in the thick fog.

Snake and peacock intertwined, he remembered that Fukuzawa said meaningfully when he took this card away from him...

"The wheel of fortune...it's cause and effect, or reincarnation,"

Previously, he only guessed that the other party saw that he was from the future, but he didn't expect to meet him again here.

"But why is it here?" Kuroro asked, "I can guarantee that I did not arrange all of this."

Fukuzawa's reputation is worrisome, and Kuroro doesn't intend to have a worrisome reputation with him.

However, Fukuzawa smiled upon hearing that, that smile was very special... Kuroro didn't know how to describe it, but the moment he saw the other party's smile, the inspiration in his mind suddenly became a little bit stronger, as if immediately Like being caught by him.

Strange, familiar, and strange.

what happened?Did he forget something important?

"This is what I gave you." He saw the person opposite say so.

The voice of the other party cleared the fog in an instant, and Kuroro grasped the fleeting inspiration into his palm, and then he pulled it violently, and everything seemed to be pulled out along the "thread" he was grasping.

He remembered.

This is not his second time here, but his third.

This is not the first game he has participated in, but the second...

Before that, before Fukuzawa disappeared in this ruins, he still had memories... He still had a past, which was...

"I have something to ask you."

"what……?"

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Munakata Reiji put the Tarot cards on the bedside table, he glanced at the person lying on the bed, then turned and left.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the ward, he saw Sawada Tsunayoshi who had already approached the "door".

"Although I said I wanted to rely on the more believable 'super intuition', I'm still a little surprised that it brought me here." Although Tsuna had a smile on his face when he said this, his brows were slightly frowned. "Can you tell me what happened, Munakata-san."

"Is Chuan in here?"

It's tricky, Zongxiang Reji thought, he might as well deal with his own affairs when he has time.

"He is indeed inside now, but I don't know the specifics. You can ask him." After speaking, he nodded slightly, and left across the crowd.

When he left the hospital, he also saw the figures of two other people who rushed over.

No matter how many times I watch it, I still think Fukuzawa is a scumbag.

he thinks.

This is not a matter of stepping on two boats.

On the other side, Kuroro, who had escaped from the copy of the game, was dizzy.

I don't know if it was the last person he heard that made him feel uncomfortable, or just being away from him made him uncomfortable.

In short, now he feels as if there are eighteen Fukuzawa swimming in his stomach while talking nonsense, which is very unpleasant.

After leaning against the wall for a while, he finally realized what he was doing. After groping around for a while, he sighed, "It's so fast."

Did you take your stuff back so quickly?

"Although it was the easiest way to enter the dungeon at that time, the corresponding disadvantages were not small, right?" Someone's smiling voice came from above.

Kuroro rubbed the center of his brows, and looked up at himself: "Aggressor?"

"No, no, no." The person above him shook his raised index finger, and landed beside him in a very chic and handsome posture, "Let me introduce myself, I'm Osamu Dazai."

"You can think of me as the... 'trojan horse' for this game."

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Notoriety - Three Weeks

At this moment, Kuroro felt an invisible power, which was indescribable, but dominated him inadvertently, causing all kinds of so-called "coincidences".

And this power is called "destiny".

He suddenly understood why Fukuzawa hated this feeling so much.

If everything goes with the flow and lives under control in a muddle... it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that the words he said to Fukuzawa when they first met kept echoing in his mind.

Is it necessary to be bound like this?

Do you really want to bow your head like this?

Just like Fukuzawa back then, like a marionette controlled by the teeth of fate, without his own thoughts, without his own soul?

He thought, he didn't want to.

He is the head of the Phantom Brigade and the master of the thieves. He may have no morals, no good and no evil, but he must have faith.

Must have the belief that overcomes all.

The people in front of him are like illusory bubbles, trying to melt into the mist that hides the unknown, and the smile on their faces will not diminish.

"I want to ask you..."

Affirming the meaning of his own existence, Kuroro, who used this to stabilize his thoughts, heard the other party say, "Help me."

What should thieves do if they left something important during the theft?

This "theft" is just the beginning for "Mr. Thief".

——Krollo Raiders Record Three Weeks

"Echoes of Destiny" ending collection.